this is what it looks like when I feel sorry for myself

a break down of this dresser would have to go like this.
Kleenex to blow my snotty, runny, gross, nose.... $2.75
useless, completely pointless, yet expensive coma inducing cough medication.... $8.75
cell phone to send annoying pictures to my twitter account.... free with cell phone plan
Antacid to calm my rumbly tumbly.....a ridiculous $7.49
favorite coffe mug with tea to soothe my throat.....$3.95
OPI nail polish to keep me entertain for a few hours....priceless
(side note why is spell check telling me that phone is spelled wrong?)
These are things I need near me when I am feeling crappy. I would prefer my husband because he's really good at rubbing my feet, and singing me songs, and tucking me into bed and kissing my forehead and telling me that he loves me. Things that everyone woman HAS to have when she is sick. But since he's not here to cuddle with me and tell me that he's sorry I'm sick I had to accept an alternative...

Monster dog was pretty good with the job of cuddling except for the fact that she kept getting up to run to my closet and bark hysterically every time I coughed. Which was often. I'm not completely sure if she thought my cough from somehow coming from that closet or if maybe she thought I was coughing at the closet she wasn't really clear on her explanation but it did become quite the game when after the fourth try I yelled "Go get it Callie." to which she jumped into my closet thinking that maybe there was an opening on the other side, only to smack in to the wall behind my jeans.....somehow that was good for me.

I tried to read a book after my nails were all painted and my tea was finished and Criminal Minds was finished playing on cable but I didn't get very far before I started wondering where this weird noise was coming from...

she snores.





Diary of an Air Force Wife
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another thing she has in common with the Sgt!