Weekend Not Quite As Planned
It was supposed to be a weekend with a lot of fun and mayhap even a bit of debauchery. Mr. P was being whisked away for the weekend by his grandparents, and we had hours upon hours to ourselves.
Except it didn't quite turn out that way.
This are some conversational snippets, verbatim, from this weekend:
Me: Oh, God. I'm shivering, I've got goosebumps.
Him: It's one hundred degrees and you're shivering? You've got some problems, for sure. Here's another blanket.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Him: Drink this! You need to drink! You're dehydrated!
Me: Since when does dehydration come with a 102 fever?
Him: Trust me, I know these things.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Him: Drink this! You're dehydrated!
Me: I dare you to Google the symptoms for dehydration!
Him: Mutter, mutter...
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Him: Drink! You're dehydrated!
Me: I swear, I'm gonna kick you if you say that one more time.
Him: I Googled dehydration, missy, and it said that you could have fever, nausea, and limb tingling.
Me: That is for someone who has been stuck in the Kalahari for days, not me! Go away!
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
None of these conversations had even a whiff of debaucherism about them, which was highly disappointing to both of us.
Thus explaining my absence from the blogosphere.
But you know what? The world didn't stop because I didn't post! People will still visit me and comment even if I don't post every single day!
You may laugh, but it took me a very long time to reach this point.
Except it didn't quite turn out that way.
This are some conversational snippets, verbatim, from this weekend:
Me: Oh, God. I'm shivering, I've got goosebumps.
Him: It's one hundred degrees and you're shivering? You've got some problems, for sure. Here's another blanket.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Him: Drink this! You need to drink! You're dehydrated!
Me: Since when does dehydration come with a 102 fever?
Him: Trust me, I know these things.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Him: Drink this! You're dehydrated!
Me: I dare you to Google the symptoms for dehydration!
Him: Mutter, mutter...
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Him: Drink! You're dehydrated!
Me: I swear, I'm gonna kick you if you say that one more time.
Him: I Googled dehydration, missy, and it said that you could have fever, nausea, and limb tingling.
Me: That is for someone who has been stuck in the Kalahari for days, not me! Go away!
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
None of these conversations had even a whiff of debaucherism about them, which was highly disappointing to both of us.
Thus explaining my absence from the blogosphere.
But you know what? The world didn't stop because I didn't post! People will still visit me and comment even if I don't post every single day!
You may laugh, but it took me a very long time to reach this point.
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And yes, I've come to that realization about the blogosphere, too. A more relaxed approach never hurt anyone!
Happy Wednesday - Heidi
(Glad I don't live anywhere near you!) LOL.
Feel better.
That is what I am going to do next time I am sick!
Smootches babe, and here is a glass of water...