When the girls were small, and I stayed home from work because of illness they somehow were ill too. The girls are on their own now with busy lives. Last Friday I was ill and was prescribed meds. Well guess who else decided they would be ill–hubby. No, he does not have my illness, he is just ill. I got up and made the sick man breakfast–appetite is still good. I then checked my work email. I am going to work. It is too much work to be sick. Love that man.
Remember, thisisyourbestyear.
5 Comments
Pam
February 25, 2013 at 6:31 pmHILARIOUS! Men tend to be so helpless when they are either sick _or_in the “pretend sickness”stage…mostly for attention like kids,really! I’m with you_best to go to work to ESCAPE ! Since,I can’t go to work(Retired)_I go into my “pretend state”…I can’t hear you! LOL
thisisyourbestyear
February 25, 2013 at 6:40 pmYes, sometimes we have to go to the “pretend state”. I do have to remember that I do love him [?].
Melba Gordon Jones
February 25, 2013 at 7:21 pmLawdy- I remember those days. Sure glad you’re feeling better.
Edwina
February 25, 2013 at 8:06 pmLOL, that’s why God gave women the ability to have babies. Men can be such babies.
thisisyourbestyear
February 25, 2013 at 10:43 pmAmen!