Don't leave home without him.

Last night, the husband and I walked to the neighbor's house for a social function.
Half way there, I quizzed him.

"Did you grab the keys?"
"Yeah."
"Got the cell phone?"
"Yeah."
"You carrying the wine?"
"Yeah." Then he paused. "You know, it occurs to me that I'm carrying everything. What did you bring?"
"I brought you. You're my big, walkin' purse."

***

A few steps later, I stuck my hand in each one of his jacket pockets.
"What are you doing?" he wanted to know.
"I'm checking to see if I have tissues in my purse."