So glad I wasn't raised in the 50s.

Text of birthday card received from grandmother along with care package containing a matching set ofserving tray, placemats and cloth napkins and box of home-baked cookies: "The cookies are for John." Apparently I must watch my girlish figure to ensure that I am able to glide sveltly around the room as I serve my husband cold gin and tonics from my new serving tray.