Can You Smell the Freshness?

Nothing really interesting happening here. I burned myself with mild chilies (Have I mentioned this already? I don't normally read my own blog. Sorry.) in a freak turn of events that took NINE hours to end and I spent the duration alternately weeping and soaking my hand in cold vinegar. Totally my finest hour(s).

Yesterday, for the first time ever in the history of history, T fell sick--and I did not. Normally, a germ crosses our paths and I collapse like a bag of laundry, and cough and hack and sneeze for a week or so. T stands there, looking slightly confused, but not sick at all. He may sneeze once or twice, but that's the worst of it.

My sister (the evil bitch that she is) brought not only good cheer to my house last week, but a cold. And T got it....and I didn't. (Probably because of my homeopathic cure all stuff. That I don't mention on the blog. But whatever.)

Amazing. I am just as shocked as the rest of you aren't!

However...this means something for T. I am a varsity member of the "I Will Fix It" team. I treat his sickness like a military campaign, and he hates it.

But he feels better.

I was telling him last night that this is a lesson that he needs to learn before we wed.

We can either stand here for ten minutes and argue and then you will do what I say, or you can just do what I say.

(I'm really not the overbearing wife type. I really only get demanding and weird when T's health is in jeopardy. I think.)

Anyway, after much tea drinking, sock wearing, Zi*cam, Air**borne, sleep and Vi*cks, T is feeling better. So there!

Also, please go check out Zombie Fights Shark--Link to the left. So, so hilarious. Not totally safe for work (No porn or anything, but a healthy dose of swearing. And this is coming from me, here.) and not totally safe if you're offended by that sort of thing. (If you are, what the hell are you doing here??) Check it out.