I'm in my bed, all comfy, checking email and stuff. My bedroom is right off the family room, where DH is watching the news. A few minutes ago I started hearing an intermittent sound that was muted and could have been the hum of some kitchen appliance, so I figured Jim was doing something in the kitchen.

Then I heard him cough. In the family room. And the strange noise started again. Finally, curiosity got the better of me.

"Jim? What's that noise?"

"Your sewing machine."

"What are you sewing?"

"My pants." (pause) "How do you go backwards?"

"The little button above the needle."

"OHHHHHH!"