My fabulous husband is so well-trained that it's almost amusing. I credit his mother, mostly. He was like this when I found him.
I just got a phone call: "Is it okay if a couple friends come over to watch the U.S. hockey game at 2:00 and we get a pizza?"
"Yes, dear. That sounds like fun. Maybe I'll go to the food court and have some pizza for lunch, too!"
I actually really appreciate it, especially if there are going to be people there when I get home. It's nice to be prepared for that sort of thing. Then you know not to come in the house swearing. Or whatever might be inappropriate for the situation.