The sick (possibly even dying) husband
Fast forward to NOON....
I walk through the door into the kitchen and what is the first thing I see? You guessed it - strawberries and blueberries sitting on the kitchen counter, plus a sink-load of dirty breakfast and lunch dishes and an overflowing trash can.
ME (thinking to myself): UGH. For real? You're SO sick that you couldn't even clean up after yourself?
ME (out loud): HI HENRY!!! HI JACK!! Mommy's sooooo glad to see you!! Oh, hey babe. How are you feeling?
SICKO (in slightly less sick-sounding voice): Terrible. My throat hurts so bad and I really can't breathe out of my nose.
ME (out loud): I'm sorry, babe. That sucks. Well, I'm going to eat lunch and then I'll clean up the kitchen and take the trash out. You go ahead and lay back down and rest. How was Henry this morning?
SICKO: He was good. I can't smell though, so I didn't know he pooped and now he has diaper rash. I put a lot of Desitin on it, though.
ME (thinking to myself): For real? You've been laying your ass on the couch all morning while the kitchen was a mess, the trash was overflowing AND our son was sitting in his own poop. Great.
ME (out loud): Oh, bummer. I'll keep an eye on it for the rest of the day. Hey - don't forget I have Mom's Night Out tonight at 6pm. I hate to go while you're sick, but I already paid for it and can't cancel now.
ME (out loud): I'm sorry!
SICKO: It's okay. I just really don't feel good.
ME (out loud): Well, maybe we should take you to the emergency room. With all of this crying, you sound like you're about to die or something.
SICKO: Gee, thanks for your compassion.
Yeah...... So, I'm a mean, compassion-less wife with a really miserably sick husband.
On a lighter note, Mom's Night Out was a blast! We went to Fancy Tiger and made cute little owl ornaments! Here's the one I made:
My good mommy-friend, Erica, actually did Henry's name. Thanks, Erica! It was a fun Mom's Night Out and wine wasn't even involved! I know, weird....
Well, I guess I should be a good wife and get off of this computer to go take care of my ailing husband.