And she meant it.

On Sunday night Helen handed me a DVD case and asked me to open it for her. It was an old movie of Michael Keaton's called "Johnny Dangerously." I was pretty sure Helen didn't want to watch it, but might prefer a Muppet DVD instead. As I opened the case, I tried to lead the conversation in that direction.

Me: Helen, do you know what this DVD is called?

Helen: (grabbing the disc from me) MINE!!!


Truer words were never spoken.