Life Goes On.

When Steve is sick life presents me with new challenges.

Like most women, when we are sick, we get up, drink our coffee, and go to work. If we sneeze we bring in a box of Kleenex, as to avoid spreading the germs. If we have a cough, we bring in Halls. If we have a sore throat, we drink tea. If we have a headache, our purses {and desk drawers} are stuffed with extra Tylenol. We continue to work, look like we are dying and when everyone asks if something is wrong, or tells us to leave early we say we are fine -its just the sniffles. When we leave, we get back into our cars that are covered in dirty balled up Kleenexes and we drive home. Upon which we take out the dog, make dinner, put in a load of laundry, and then if God is good we crash on the couch, surrounded again by dirty Kleenexes. That is at least what I do when I am sick my friends...

Men on the other hand...well...we all know what they do, and most is not listed above. Men, rarely use Kleenex, don't ever have cough drops, forget making their own Tea, and usually refuse to feed themselves. We can forget about doing the laudry or making dinner because...they don't do that anyways... I say this all the time, how did we as a world get this far if it was only run by men. Flu season would have put us behind every year! ha ha

I hope Steve feels better tommorow...and I hope I don't get sick too. :)