calling in sick
“Leprosy? Have you called in with Leprosy?”
When your head fits so perfectly in the crook of someone else’s shoulder, you’ll grasp at any straw, too. I’m inventing illnesses now, just to keep him stroking my hair.
“You go ahead and call in for me.”
“And tell them you’ve been kidnapped?”
“He’ll say, ‘Again??’”
A few minutes later, he’s in uniform and heading out my door. He kisses me, takes a few steps toward the elevator. I look down to step back inside, and suddenly, there are his black boots at my feet. He kisses me again, then leaves -- this time in earnest.
I’m beyond tired and there’s a permanent cough lodged in my chest, but I’m smiling. I go inside and pick up my cell phone to order Thai. We never did get around to dinner.
Sounds lovely--except for the sick part, but that doesn't matter. I'm happy for you.
I'm glad you listened to me when I commented you before on having someone come over and keep you warm.
*sigh*
There have got to be some restorative or health-inducing, maybe even life-saving, properties that are keeping you from becoming sicker - maybe you should arrange to see each other more often! ;)
blah!
fishy's in love
fishy's in love
fishy's in love
k.i.s.s.
i.n.g.
first comes love then come marriage
then comes a baby in a baby carriage......
: )
then comes the screaming...
then comes the no sleeping...
then comes the teething...
then comes more no sleeping...
then comes the nasty cough from day care...
but all worth it. yea?
Whoa!!!!
Let's not get ahead of ourselves! No babies. None. Stop right now.
*sigh* i love it. new relationships are the best ever.
Welcome to the bubble please do not sit near the exit row, leave your seatbelt off, you will not be needing your tray table either. Blankets are in the overhead
ENJOY THE RIDE!!!!!!
I want it.