(bear in mind that I am a pharmacist)
Me: Honey, why is there an ostoforte pill on the table?
Hubby: What???
Me: That pill on the table next to my glass.
Hubby: That's not a pill...
Me: Yes it is.--(reaches over to pick it up. fingers go through the "pill" whereupon the discovery is made that it is actually a dab of plum sauce from dinner that landed on the table....)
Vacation can't come soon enough for me!
Ciao
