Oh The Exciting Life We Lead

Picture it…

Sicily… 1918…

Heh.  I just love Sophia from the Golden Girls…it’s probably one of the biggest things that I miss about cable… spending time with Dorothy, Rose, Blanche and Sophia…

but I digress.

Picture it… Halloween night 2009… there are no kids… and the boy and I find ourselves not knowing what to get in to.  Neither of our houses draw trick-or-treaters… so handing out candy (that we collected at Trunk-or-Treat the Sunday before was out…)

There were several things going on around town that we could’ve attended, some that required costumes and some that did not.  We could’ve hit the town, or gone on a date, or… something, right?

Except know what happened? The boy came home from work on Friday with a fever of 103.  Just so happened that we were supposed to go to a grown up party that night, and bless his heart, he offered to still take me, but I knew that he had worked all day in a freezer at -30 degrees and he had a fever and I wasn’t going to drag him out.  So we went and got Chinese food and watched Mr. Bean’s Holiday.

He was not familiar with Mr. Bean, and I just couldn’t let one more day go by without him knowing about the insanely funny Mr. Bean.

Saturday morning, the boy wasn’t any better.  Still had the fever of 103 so I plopped him on the couch and worked on some of my stuff for awhile before we scoured all of our Rachel Ray magazines and cookbooks for some new things to make for dinner this week. 

I made my grocery list and told him that I was going to wait to go as I wanted to make sure that his fever was down, and selfishly, I was hoping that he would feel a little better and up to going with me.

By4:30, I could wait no longer… not if he wanted me to make the shrimp jambalaya with grits that he asked for.  (We try hard to make things that there’s no way the kids will eat when we’re sans kids.)

He said he felt up to going and I asked several times if he was sure, assuring him that I didn’t mind going alone.  But he simply responded with, “I’m okay.  I want to spend time with you.”

I know, gag, right?  He’s kinda gross like that.

When we got to the grocery store, I asked if he wanted me to push the cart and do you know what he said?

“No, I need it to hold me up!”

I spun around, because he was having trouble keeping up with me and scolded him… “I thought you said you felt well enough to come?”

“I wanted to come.  I wanted to spend time with you.”  I know.. totally gag me with a spoon.

“If you collapse, I’m leaving you here.  I told you not to come if you didn’t feel up to it.”  Yes, I really did say that.  And no, I wouldn’t really have left him there, but he’s just so stubborn.  I know that if you’re ill, you’re supposed to rest, or you won’t get better.

But he has this problem with resting.  Like yesterday, I went to Sunday School and church and when I came back to check on him, it was clear that he had cleaned and worked on the laundry.  And while I’m appreciative of it, he should’ve been resting.  I had every intention of doing that when I got home.

I’ll use his quote here… “Find a man more stubborn than I am and then marry him…”

So we went grocery shopping and he came back and laid down while I put the groceries away and made dinner.  He ventured out into the kitchen and started cleaning (which, there again, not a problem with that really except 1 – he’s sick and still running a high fever and 2 — he puts things away that I purposely had sitting out that I needed.  So I turn around to find the grits and they’re gone.

I didn’t mean to scold him.  I really didn’t.  But I wanted him to be laying down.

After dinner was done, I realized that my September fuel points were expiring Saturday.  Meaning, if we didn’t go get gas, I was losing out on my 40 cents off the gallon.  I was going to go by myself but he insisted that we take both cars and fill them up. So that’s what we did… parked them end to end and filled them both up for $2.09 a gallon.

We’re just adventurous people like that.

Then we came back and watched a scary movie.  I fulfilled my yearly duty of a scary movie on Halloween.  I didn’t watch much since I kept pulling the blanket up over my eyes, but I guess it was a good story line.

So yeah… exciting stuff, I tell ya.

But at least it was enough to keep my streak up in writing.  Two days in a row…

Woot.

Until next time…