Over the weekend, Lyle and I were having the If I died would you ever re-marry conversation. I told Lyle that no, I couldn't imagine re-marrying.
"Besides," I said, "I don't think a middle-aged woman with four children is much of a hot commodity."
"Are you kidding me?" he asked. "Guys would be lining up."
"Really?" I reached out to hold his hand.
"Absolutely," he said. "Think of all the tools they'd get."
Just what every woman wants. To be loved for her table saw.