January 1998, I arrived home from work to have my husband put a paperbag over my head, lead me into the house, sit me down in front of the TV, press the play button on the VCR, and Shazam! It’s another classic from our analog files. My husband is not only a handyman, but a producer, director, cameraman and actor all at the same time! While the wife’s away, the husband will play…and that’s not necessarily a bad thing.