A few months ago my son’s girlfriend joined our family for dinner at our home. During dinner, she made a couple of comments about her “BFF.” The comments were made in the context of “I told my BFF about…” and “Then my BFF said…”
About a year after Georgette and I got married, she started calling me Houdini (after the great magician, Harry Houdini). She claimed that every time there was work to be done around the house, I would disappear. Unfortunately for her, I liked being compared to Houdini, and considered it to be a great compliment. If she had asked my mom before we got married, my mom would have told her that I was really good at two things: (1) getting out of doing work; and (2) getting other people to do work for me.