When I was at my apartment in Paris last week I'd gone through some files that I'd inadvertently left there last year.  I've long needed to get the McCuskers back into court, and needed those files.

In looking through this stuff, I found some correspondence from Steve to me.  Apparently he'd received an email from me that was intended for an employee of mine (the employee's name is similar to Steve's, so i must have clicked on the wrong name in my address book----the employee's name is just below Steve's in my address book).  This employee had uncovered some irregularities in information Steve had provided me.  

I was strongly suggesting to my employee------a Certified Public Accountant-----that I would prefer to give Steve the benefit of the doubt.  Or as I said in the email, that although it certainly looked like Steve and Liz were lying to me,  I simply did not want to pursue it.

Steve's response------which ironically contained his correspondence with his wife, which I don't think he meant to send me------was a big, open window into their marriage and how they communicate.  So reading Liz and Steve's emails to each other was pretty funny.

But what really made us howl with laughter was when Steve-----using the correspondence from Liz-----told me that he thought my email was to a "P.I.".    [If you knew my financial guy who's about 5 feet tall, you'd find it even funnier].  A "P.I."!!!!  Those two have been watching too much television.