Tony has been sick, to be honest sometimes it is hard for me to be compassionate when he is sick. The trouble arises from the fact that when I am sick, Tony totally deviates from his usual way. Normally, Tony would go to the moon and back if I wanted something. I am spoiled and I know it. But when I am sick it is a whole different story. He can be such a jerk. For example, when I had just had my wisdom teeth cut out and we were in the car on the way home, he looks over at me and asks “What’s for dinner?” Given that I had cotton packs stuffed up in my mouth, I had to resort to sign language to reply…. Tony doesn’t know sign language but I am pretty sure he understood and nothing was lost in translation.
Well, we have both come a long way since then. Tony is a great guy and for those of you that know me- you know that he puts up with a lot more than I do. Thankfully, he is on the rebound and didn’t get as bad as I was two weeks ago. And I must say, Tony was perfectly sweet during that time. He took off yesterday but was back work. I was glad for him to get home.
Sierra and I made a trip to the library today. We stopped at Old Navy, she didn’t find anything. She is going to be a page in Austin, our capital this spring and we are looking for business professional clothes. But when you are tiny and long legged that can be a tall order.
Herbs were bumped today- Borage, Milk Thistle, Annis-Hyssop, and Dill are now in 4 inch cups. More Dill, Basil, Mullein and more are waiting for me on Wednesday.
Sign language is the best! Love this post:)
Thanks! Yes, sometimes words are a waste.