Hi folks, i'm back. My stomach virus mutated into pneumonia, and playing boss to the wife was the last thing on my mind. Trying to breathe and get enough strength to get out of bed topped my priorities for the past week and a half. But bad jane, I did what you said this afternoon without even reading your post. The child was not home, I looked at the wife, told her what I wanted, she dropped down and did as I told her, and she really got into it. I told her what I wanted, she was happy, and she made me happy.
(I don't know any more smilies than that one...) Then I made her happy. That was exactly what she wanted. I'm onto something here... Thanks everyone for your advice and consultations.