That is Priceless by Steve Melcher for November 20, 2019

It was the perfect Sunday dinner; none of the kids showed up.

“I obviously can’t pass you anything my dear, and Jeeves died 10 years ago.”

Millie liked to watch her husband get worked up by saying how tax cuts for the rich doesn’t help the middle class.

“Millicent my dear, you (hic) get prettier with each glass of champagne. If the bottle was bigger (hic) you might even give the maid a run for her money.”

“Can you pass me the salt?”

darby inquired, joan, my dear, when exactly did you start dressing like jabba the hut…?

Today happens to be my 36th WA.

“How about 37 years of widowhood?”

Listen dear, I never knew what happiness was until I married you. (and I haven’t experienced it since).

Dorian Gray said that the paintings would keep us young, but I think, in hindsight, that he was just a scammer.

Where’s the Potato salad? I told you I wanted potato salad. Get your phone out and call DoorDash…

“Past the lips, over the tongue, remember when we used to be young?”

“And another thing, why do you always get the GOOD chair?”

You are a delightful companion, my dear, now you’ve popped your clogs

Here’s to failing eyesight!

Judge Blackstone: Not at all, my boy, not at all. Been married 38 years myself. And I don’t regret one day of it. The one day I don’t regret was… August 2, 1936. She was off visiting her ailing mother at the time. (How To Murder Your Wife – 1965)

" Charles, please tell the maid to remove herself from the underside of the table and serve the porridge."

As Reginald became more deeply involved in politics, his wife sat further away from him at dinner.

It’s a good thing we have these giant portraits, otherwise I’d never remember which is my side of the table.

If I told you once, I’ve told you a thousand times, you can’t continue to hide your lover behind that screen!

Darby and Joan: 

https://www.the-athenaeum.org/art/detail.php?ID=291461 

has info and links that point to info about this painting.

http://www.artcyclopedia.com/artists/sadler_walter_dendy.html 

https://www.the-athenaeum.org/people/detail.php?ID=1349 

https://www.cowanauctions.com/lot/walter-dendy-sadler-hand-colored-etching-for-fifty-years-29372 

http://www.schwarzgallery.com/artist/27/Walter-Dendy-Sadler 

http://www.askart.com/artist_bio/Walter_Dendy_Sadler/11127853/Walter_Dendy_Sadler.aspx 

https://gardenofpraise.com/artprint15.htm 

https://www.geni.com/people/Walter-Sadler/6000000045072462916 

http://www.avictorian.com/Sadler_Walter_Dendy.html 

all have info, or links that point to more info, about this artist (again, if his complete askart.com bio isn’t shown, it can be read in full for free on Fridays), perhaps in addition to what’s pointed to by the title URL. So far, 5 works by him have been used here. 

https://www.gocomics.com/that-is-priceless/2019/11/07?comments=visible 

has the prior (my comment there included the same artist info URLs).

Again, a larger strip image is shown by (⌘- or Ctrl-) clicking the image in Mr. Melcher’s MASTERPIECE #2333 (November 19, 2019) blog entry, accessible by the Check out the blog! box after the last comment.

Wait — is he having dinner with Mrs. Bates?

“Frisky? Now, dear, be reasonable. We are far past those sort of shenanigans. Aren’t we? Oof. Oh, um, ahem, perhaps I was a bit hasty in my judgement.”

Here sit old Heathcliff and Heather / after five long decades together / now, filled with remorse/ they’ve agreed to divorce / they’ve reached the end of their tether

She, thinking: “any second now he’ll swallow the poison…” He, thinking: “any second now, she’ll swallow the poison…” (Me, thinking: “Why is the entire foreground of this work devoted to a blazing white tablecloth ?”)

There they sit, day by day,

They do not talk, there is nothing to say.

Darby and Joan the eighties for bye.

Enjoying the Sun and the light blue sky.

They smile to each other a tender smile.

Theirs has been truly a life worth while.

Children give them a great delight.

They feed the birds, a wonderful sight.

Then one day they are no more there.

Gone forever in God’s good care.

Memories dim others take there place.

Things seem to quicken at a much faster pace.

Soon I will sit with my lovely wife.

Darby and Joan as large as life.

We too will be slow and not have much to say.

But our love will live on, until one day.

Some-one will notice that we have gone away.

Away to a place where love will reign.

And we will be young and living again.

Derby And Joan. – Poem by Bernard Shaw

“And another thing. Why can’t someone iron this tablecloth!”

You know our deal honey – you have to make a movement every 5 minutes so I know you’re ok. Honey…HONEY!

I tried to find the Chardonnay you like dear. Is this one oaky enough for you?

lord Winterbottom always propped his dead wife up at dinner so he could flaunt his wine habit at her.

“Here’s to you … Here’s to me … And if we ever disagree … Here’s to me!”

Wow. The don’t look a day over 61.

Jack and Diane, grown old.

“PASS… THE…”

Just celebrated 82. First 25 more difficult than the last 37 !