“One night after I’d had a glass of wine (OK, maybe two) at the candlelit table I’d set for a romantic dinner, I got a cartoon image of the two of us sitting there together: me and the electric husband. I pictured the purple banana-shaped part propped up at the table across from me, a little napkin tied in a neat triangle an inch or so from the tip. I imagined the two of us at the movies, at a posh hotel, taking a drive in the country (in this scenario, I was in the driver’s seat, the electric husband seat-belted in next to me).”
This is a great article about splitting up and then getting back together. Why don’t you get yourself a little electric husband.
Read the Whole Article: http://lifeandhealth.guardian.co.uk/family/story/0,,2164566,00.html
