January 2, 2009

Laying Down on the Job




If you want me, I’ll be laying down on the job, 2006.



Himself: Waited on me without touching me. Smart man.

Herself: Being an unwilling participant in the cold of the year.

Balance: This day, doing nothing with a smile was all I could manage.
They want me to come into work today for three hours.

Silly them.

“Do they want you to come in and infect everyone?” G asked.

“I’m all by myself in the back room.”

“That’s good,” he said blowing me an air kiss.

I missed the real kiss, but it is a far better thing than he getting the cold too.

Parting remarks, “I suppose I'll get it too.”

3 comments:

  1. Lie down, feet up, tea pot on, romantc film on... there has got to be ways to make that cold of yours disappear.

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  2. Darn! This is no way to start the New Year, dear heart. Mucho mojo on its way. With hugs.

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  3. Thank you both. Now after dinner out, despite all the food in the house, we now have zinc, echinacea, vitimine C, and Zicam. Every ten years someone comes out with a new cure, and I think we bought them all tonight.

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