At least I have his anniversary present figured out. That’s what I’m telling myself. To calm down. After discovering what I discovered my husband doing. In bed. Where he wasn’t alone. He was there, Happily, With my beloved tweezers. Watching TV, relaxing, and removing random old man hairs. I pause early in this column to share, That all those years I dreamed of having a husband, A wonderful man in my bed, The image that came to mind, Well, safe