A bottle of wine

For all of us who are married, were married, wish you were married,
wish you weren't married, or glad you never married, this is something
to smile about the next time you open a bottle of wine:

Sally was driving home from one of her business trips in Northern
Arizona when she saw an elderly Navajo woman walking on the side
of the road. As the trip was a long and quiet one, she stopped the
car and asked the Navajo woman if she would like a ride.
With a silent nod of thanks, the woman got into the car. Resuming the
journey, Sally tried in vain to make a bit of small talk with the
Navajo woman. The old woman just sat silently, looking intently at
everything in the car, studying every little detail, until she
noticed a brown bag on the seat next to Sally.

What in bag? asked the old woman.

Sally looked down at the brown bag and said, "It's a bottle of wine. I got it for my husband. "

The Navajo woman was silent for another moment. Then speaking with the quiet wisdom of an elder, she said, “Good trade”.