My husband is sick and I am not being very sympathetic. I never am. When I am sick Wade buys me magazines, rents movies, brings me OJ and rubs my feet. So far tonight I have yelled at him, called him a jerk, told him back to work and stomped off.
I just called him to say that I am an ass hole.
He laughed.
He's a good guy...
but he really was being a jerk. ;)
Tuesday, May 1, 2007
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