I'm NEVER allowed to set the table. Period. Maybe it's because my wife can't boil eggs without burning the water, or because she's never home. If I prepare a nice dinner, she will change the plates (they don't fit the meal) the glasses (we need crystal for this) or even the location of the meal (what? We can't eat this here!) Even in the middle of the night: She comes home slightly sloshed and I've prepared a late-night snack while waiting up.... OOOONoooooo! "After all you've done, we can't possibly have that here!!!" Go figure....
