To get my act together. J and I are both sick, and last night I called it a night very early to rest.
I think dh escaped because he was too busy putting together his new grill, a weber genesis. He got this book from amazon and has been following me around sharing recipes until I finally caved and said he could get the grill. Well, it was after Wednesday night, when he whispered some recipes in my ear as I was falling asleep on his shoulder. I had a dream I was being chased by raw meat and kabob vegs. Thursday I caved. I think the food was good this weekend, even though I'm so sick I can't taste anything.
And I paid the pug penalty tax, again. In case you are counting, this makes 3 major infections for my dog this year because of his allergies. I had a Come-to-Jesusmeeting with the vet, and said give me some options. She agreed and once I clean up the infection I have a new, and uber expensive allergy prescription for my dog to try. I have so many pills to give him that I have a chart (that I made) to help me. Dh laughed at me, said I didn't need to design the dog's medication chart, but I doesn't bother me. I clicked my pill cutter at him. I think the dog's problem is he is allergic to himself, but I keep these things to myself. Thank you Uncle sam for footing the bill for the weekend, couldn't have done it without the tax refund. I absolutely could have done without the illness. Hopefully on the mend, until tomorrow.
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