Mr. Smooth

When I got home tonight, one of the first things I said was: "It smells like B.O. in here--did you make tacos?"

Based on Gretchen's reaction, that's evidently not how one's wife prefers to be greeted at the end of a long day. Duly noted.

(And for the record, she had made white chicken chili, which was delicious. But the house DID smell like B.O.)