Wife Greeting Cards

Why Don't We Make It Simple This Year

This One's From You Know Who

Like So?

The Planet Is All Wobbly This Morning

Loading the Dishwasher

Why, It's Daphne - Home From Foxcroft

Finish It? Why Would I Want To Finish It?

The Market Was Volatile

Uh-oh. I Think They're Having A Bryn Mawr Moment

A Woman Looks Over Her Husband's Shoulder

No Plans Yet

I Wanted To Get That Annie Leibovitz Person

We Never Spoon

He's One Tough Cookie. I've Never Seen Anyone

I Heard A Bit Of Good News Today. We Shall Pass

What Is It This Time? My Maleness?

How Would You Like A Vodka Martini While We're

Husband And Wife Discuss Summer Plans On A Couch

Cordell Has Switched To A More Music

Scrabble victories

New Yorker December 3, 1938

A Woman Speaks To Her Husband In Bed As She Reads

A Wife Stands In A Doorway Addressing Her Husband

Does The Doctor Make Mouse Calls?

Cat Lady

A Father Speaks To A Man Under An Umbrella

Here's One You'll Understand

He Walked

A Wife On The Phone Sits Next To A Bomb

Santa To Wife

That's What I Love About Ben - He's All

A Fish Walks In On Another Fish In Bed

A Cavewoman Sits By The Fire And Speaks

A Woman Speaks To A Man Who Is Working

Listen To This: 'extensive Research Has Recently

I Think We Should All Be Thankful That Bill

Stop Bouncing Bits Of Trivia Off People

Not 'miracle On 34th Street' Again?

If My Wife Still Loved Me

Every year he regifts himself to me

Wear It, Gilbert. It Looks Cute

If The New York 'times' Knows Everything

Bernie Sanders Became President And Everything

When Was The Last Time You Had Your Sexual

You Haven't Been Wearing The Caftan I Gave

Well, I'll Be Darned. They Had Just Walked Away

The Butterflies Are Merciless Today!

I'm Spellbound

The Carefree Woman I Married

It's Our Oliver

A Wife Stands In The Doorway Of The Living Room

Is this your wife

A Standing Tour Guide Speaks A Few Tourists

A Woman Is Seen Putting On A Fur Jacket

Look, If We Never Went To Bed Angry We'd

And When You Said That My Pesto Was The Best

Harry Lives Inside A Beltway All His Own

All Right, I'm Wrong! Shall I Kill Myself?

Now, Remember, Doctor, No Heroic Measures

For God's Sake

Will You Be Passing A Mailbox?

Are You Sure That's Grouper?

It's Breakfast. Assume Nothing

Really, Karl! Can't I Mention The High Price

I Wish You Would Stop Calling Paris 'gay Paree.'

When You Reach Shore

You're The One Who Should Be 'time's' Man

They Only Had Seven Maids A-milking

Jump in and Correct Me

I Really Don't Mind

We've Been Terribly Cramped

They've Moved Coverage Of Trump's Campaign