No, she really likes oysters. But oysters are supposed to be an aphrodisiac. We used to have a bumper sticker from a Tamales Bay oyster place we used to go to--"Home of the Horny Oyster". Big disappointment when the oyster farm stopped showing up at the Sacramento Sunday morning farmers' market.
In her old age my wife is becoming security obsessed. It doesn't help that she spends time on Next Door. She wants cameras all over the place and I have to set them up which is a pain in the ass. And they keep going off line and I have to keep rebooting them. At least she hasn't asked for electric doormats for bears, so we can murder the UPS guy. Not yet anyway.
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