Dinner last night...we are sitting at the table, eating a lovely meal (http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Baked-Lemon-Chicken-with-Mushroom-Sauce/Detail.aspx - it is quite delish, I highly recommend it!), and Jeremy turns to me and says;
"Kara, I have a question for you, that I have been thinking about for a while."
"Yes, what is it? Ask anything" I reply
"Well, I know your Dad's real name is Myles, and I know he hates that name, and prefers to go by his middle name, Jay. So why does he wear a ring with the letter "M" on it?" he asks, in a very confused manner.
I stop....think about what he is asking me...and then pose a question back to him.
"Jer, honey, dearest, you remember my maiden name? Starts with a W...." I reply calmly
"Yea, so?" he answers, still not appearing to understand.
"Jeremy, that is not an M on his ring, it is a W!"
Enter the light bulb face.
I guess it's all a matter of perception.