My wife was standing in the kitchen preparing our usual eggs, bacon, and toast for breakfast and wearing only the t-shirt that she normally sleeps in. As I walked in, almost awake, she turned to me and said in a hurried tone, “You’ve got to make love to me this very moment!”
My eyes opened wide as I thought, “either I’m still dreaming or this is going to be a great day!” Not being one to argue with my wife about morning sex, I embraced her and gave it my all, right there on the kitchen counter.
Afterward she said, “Thanks,” straightened her shirt and returned to the stove and took the eggs out of the pan.
Happy, but a little puzzled, I asked, “What was that all about?”
She set my plate on the table and said matter-of-factly, “Oh, the egg timer is broken.”