He's trying to justify going to play Frisbee tomorrow afternoon.

My DH is a PITA patient because he wants me to entertain him the whole time. He'll ask me 100x a day, "what are you doing nowwwwwwww?" in the hope I can play cards.

With something like a twisted ankle, I'd want books to keep me company. If I'm sick and feeling yucky, I want the TV clicker.

Wow. I was tired. G'morningafternoon ev'one.

Ah, sleep good. Daniel, your tag reminds me that my son Brendon popped his head up and said Huh! when he heard that line. He doesn't watch DW, but was in the room.

My DH is a PITA patient because he wants me to entertain him the whole time.

DH is not so much looking for entertainment as sympathy and I have none. Him: my head aches Me: Did you take anything? Him: No, my head aches Me: Did you eat anything? Him: No, my head aches. Me: Do you want a cold compress? Him: No, my head aches. Me: then suffer, I have stuff to do.

And I am off for a canoe ride now with Bobby. Be gone arm flab! Guess it will probably take more than one trip...

I am off for a canoe ride

Oh fun!

Morning, bitches!

OK, um, AFTERNOON. Whatever. I have no idea why I couldn't get out of bed this morning, but I just wouldn't. Stayed in bed for a good 12 hours. Good grief.

But now I have coffee. And a doughnut. Hmm. Possibly not the breakfast of champions. Am still feeling oddly woozy.

Raq, is the book swap at the old place or the new one?

now I have coffee

And you're one up on me. Somehow the words "coffee" and "still" on two separate lines got mushed together in my brain so that, for a moment, I thought I read, "now I have a stiffee". I need to go find some caffeine now.

Mornin'. Need coffee.

Why don't more of these Christian movements look to Creation for their lifestyle choices?

The lack of monogamy?

Him: my head aches Me: Did you take anything? Him: No, my head aches Me: Did you eat anything? Him: No, my head aches. Me: Do you want a cold compress? Him: No, my head aches. Me: then suffer, I have stuff to do.

Hey, I've lived with that person. His most annoying bad-patient trait was to contend that he was well but everything around him was screwed up. Him: "It's too hot in here." Me: "You have a fever." Him: "No, I'm fine. It's just too hot in here." An hour would pass. Him: "It's too cold in here." Fill in with "too bright," "this food is terrible," etc. Lather, rinse, repeat.

When I'm sick, I want everyone to leave me alone. Ideally, there would be some sort of mechanism that would automatically deliver soup and ice cream without my having to do anything. I am crabby with anyone who keeps checking on me and particularly crabby with people who decide to stop by and "help." I will only reluctantly accept help when the doctor requires it. They won't let you drive yourself home after surgery.

d, I hope that with a diagnosis they can treat your father pretty quickly and let him go home. By this time, I would have pissed off every human being who worked in the hospital and probably some delivery people and passers-by. I'm sure he's nicer than I am.

In preparation to moving next month, I've been cleaning out closets. Please tell me this will make packing and moving easier because I really do not like cleaning closets.