We were gonna stay with friends last night but the wife was tired and would not be comfortable sleeping anywhere but her own bed and I was so happy although I too was worn out. Although it meant another long ride home and getting home late, it was worth it when we were able to get in our own beds.
On the way home she told me she was tired and sore and in typical smartass husband fashion I tried to use the old worn out "Well, I'm not a gynecologist but ..." and she held up her hand and stopped me and said, 'I don't need you to check it out. I just had an expert tell me it looked good and her opinion overrides yours.' Damn, that little line used to get me a look from time to time.
(The tests and examination went VERY well and she now only has to go back every four months instead of every other month like she's been doing.)
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