Monday, April 25, 2005

Popsicles for Dinner

This weekend J was down with an ugly ugly cold/flu/death watch with a snotty nose, fever and sore throat. I felt sorry for him but honestly, he is never sick so . . it really is his turn. But still, very pitiful.

Then today I was in a meeting with my boss and my eyes started watering and I was flushed and I could barely talk. I think the poor man thought I was crying. Fucking husband and his fucking GERMS.

And then I did not get the big girl fancy job.

But. I am eating popsicles for dinner. So its not all bad.

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