No, Honey, Really You Shouldn't Have

::ah-choo::

Our first "official" Valentine's Day was a resounding success. YAY!

Actually, I was gifted with more than I had even bargained to receive.

We exchanged thoughtful, loving cards [a first!], shared a nice bottle of sparkling cider and fell asleep, holding hands, talking about what a really nice day Valentine's Day is.

::ah-choo::

Three guesses what else my darling, loving, generous husband gave me for Valentine's Day?

You don't get the first two ::ha!:: because I am pretty sure you know he kindly gave me his big, honker, lurgy head cold.

Thanks honey, really. I will get you for this.  ::cough/hack::

Oh well, it stands to reason. We are a pretty tight couple y'all know.  And I was taking care of him - so what did I think was going to happen when I checked his temperature with my lips instead of a thermometer? Huh? And then there is the whole hand holding thing we just do and well. . .it's heeereee.

I am not the least bit worried about it tho'.  It's been years since I had something as simple as a head cold. If this had happened two weeks ago I would've been way down for the count and scared. As it is I feel like a million bucks, minus a few pennies and I am going to kick the behoohoo out of this pansy-butt little cold. Right?

[I have a sneaking suspicion I am going to be eating my words by calling it "pansy-butt". I am, aren't I?  ::wry smile::]

::ah-choo::

In the meantime I suggest y'all buy stock in Kleenex and Double Stuff Oreos. 

The tissues are self explanatory, but the Oreos? 
They have restorative powers.
No, really. 
Just don't check the package[s].
'Cause if that statement were true - I would've never gotten sick in the first place. ::sniffling::

We'll see ya' on the flip::ah-choo::side Tadpoles.  Now, go wash your hands [eyeballs? monitor?]. I don't need y'all getting sick too.

[It IS that contagious.] XO Skippy