This weekend, we went to my cousin's [college] graduation party. There, in the crowd of talkative fair-haired Norwegians, not once did I lose my husband...I never do at these family things. It isn't that he smells funny, as one might assume, or even that his voice has that telltale irritating pitch. It isn't his out-of-place brunette head, or his ever-so-slight North Carolinian accent.

It is, quite frankly, his height: