Invariably when painting, music is playing or the TV is on. If it’s the TV, generally I gravitate towards older movies I’ve seen several times to avoid visual distraction. Couples Retreat falls in that category and the other night, a particular scene audibly caught my attention. Being good friends, one husband was chastising another for having extramarital affairs. The defense was, “What am I supposed to do? My wife hates me.” Then the clincher line, “Well, whose fault is that? A relationship is a two-way street, not a highway and a bike path!”

I found this to be amusing and true experientially.