When my Larry was alive, he would sometimes attend club meetings with me, especially if food was involved. We used to have our late summer picnic and plant auctions at a nearby lake so he could ( fortunately for me) fish when we were bidding on plants. My club members and I had a long standing agreement that if we EVER discussed the price of plants in our spouses presence, we would DROP the last digit of the price. So (in code) if we said, "I can't believe you bid $12 on that plant, we knew it really meant $120! We did it for them, because we didn't want to accidentally send someone into cardiac arrest! LOL
