Friday was a rough day, and I was in my office (where else?) sitting at my desk and contemplating what to write on the survey for the medical hell thing.
Rick, coming in and putting his arms around me- “You okay?”
Me- “I just need what everybody needs most of the time.”
Rick- “What’s that?”
Me- “To be cuddled and told that everything’s going to be okay.”
Rick- “I love you.”
Me, hitting Rick and escaping- “You don’t take direction for shit!”
Rick, laughing and recapturing- “If I did you wouldn’t love me the same way. I will give you something better, though. You are always right.”
Me, with a sniff- “It’ll do.”
I’m still not sure if I won that one or not….
Curiouser and Curiouser 