I'm waiting for Tim to get home and REALLY not looking forward to the guess-what?-you-gave-me-herpes conversation.
Please note:
I am NOT going to say it like that! It's something that *I* didn't think about, it's something that *he* didn't think about -- it is what it is. I just know him, and I'm afraid it's going to lead to him kicking himself. (Which he can literally do -- he can kick up backwards and kick his ass with his foot. Try it -- but maybe hold on to something while you're doing it. It sounds like something everyone should be able to do, but -- NSM.)
Anyway. He's a fantastic caring partner (both overall and sexually), and I suspect he'll feel really guilty about the whole OMGCOLDSORE thing. And I *really* want to get across to him that I don't blame him.
...okay, who's tried to kick their own ass after reading this? Be honest.
I didn't. But I really really thought about it.
My band leader got herpes on his mouth off the microphone he used when he spoke at the giant student council convention. And I was teasing him that I would try to remember not to kiss him (joke in bad taste for other reasons, but I thought it was funny since I caught my last cold from him) and really I was thinking in my head that now he was singing into another mic, one that looks identical to the mic I use. Which is to say, there's no way for me to know if I'm using the mic he used last week or not. So from now on, I totally want to clorox wipe all the mics before I sing.
Steph, that is definitely not an easy conversation to have. Good luck, and I hope The Boy can let go of his guilt.
On a much more trivial note, the corset site has not yet fixed the glitch. I even emptied my cart and added them all back in. Hrmph.
...okay, who's tried to kick their own ass after reading this? Be honest.
I've given it a shot, not overly successful. I can, however, clap fairly loudly and enthusiastically with one hand.
I can totally kick my own ass, with either foot, and can jump in the air and kick my butt with both heels at once.
Mild hypermobility FTW, for once.
I can totally kick my own ass, with either foot, and can jump in the air and kick my butt with both heels at once.
Me too.
I feel all blah. Don't know why. Headache and stomach ache and tired.
Yeah, he felt guilty. But I emphasized that I really don't blame him, AND that it could have happened before he actually had a cold sore manifest, so how could he know?, and I've got a giant horse pill (seriously, you should see this thing -- bigger than a fish oil capsule by about 1/3) and it'll be fine. I think he believes me that I don't blame him, but I think he's still kicking himself somewhat.
What's that sound like?
It impresses Ryan. It impresses Wallybee too, in that "I married a freak!" way.
in that "I married a freak!" way.
I'm pretty sure Pix feels this way quite a bit.
