I don't feel so hot tonight.
My lower back is achy, I am grumbly and grouchy and feel like I have the flu. That's right, oh no...not pleasant at all. It's so rare that I get this symptom of being a member of the fairer sex. It makes me feel really rotten for ladies who endure much worse on a routine basis. But for now I just want to crawl into bed and watch a movie. But, in TeamCotey land...that is against the rules.
So, I appealed to a higher authority.
I... okay...that's not true...I asked nicely once, and ManInCharge consented. Then he then told me I looked so rotten that he would bring me a cup of hot chocolate to ease my suffering.
That made me wonder.
But, what this means for you my dears is that I am not going to blog about the awesomeness of my husband and his random gifts of love. Instead I am going to unplug from the Internet and take this computer to bed and I am going to watch Julie & Julia while sipping my hot chocolate like the rebel that I am. You will have to wait for the awesomeness that is blue and orange roses.
Source of the image: flickr.com/photos/domesticknitter