Text messages from yesterday:
Barb: Drive safely. You must be tired. I would guess we’re staying home tonight?
Joe: I don’t feel tired or sleepy. But cognitive function is diminished. Wait and see?
Barb: Ok! Can you let me know what you’re thinking before you get home? I need to shower.
Barb: I’ll bet your cute with impaired cognitive function.
I didn’t find anything cute about it but she confirmed, at least to herself, I was “cute” when I made it home and tried talking to her.