This weekend, while I was away playing with my horse, my husband did the following:
1) Made 5 separate trips into the office to see patients. (Thus the life of a physician on call.)
2) Cleaned out the horrible "lazy-Susan" cabinet in the corner of our kitchen, which contained 300 types of napkins, plus a wide variety of other stuff as evidenced by the number of trash bags filled.
3) Cleaned out the cabinet next to that, which was mostly full of old phone books. (He threw them all away on the context that, "No one needs phone books anymore.")
4) Attended Sunday Mass.
5) Went to the hospital to consult on an inpatient.
6) Went to Sam's Club and loaded up on toilet paper, paper towels, kleenex, and canned cat food.
7) Cleaned out the horrible "linen closet" upstairs, which was mostly full of old wrapping paper and gift bags. He promises we never need to buy another gift bag, ever, and "if I catch you chucking another of those paper wine bags from Inari in there I will kick you in the shins."
8) Bought a 60" TV.
Please note, dear friends of mine who happen to be men. Numbers one through seven, particularly 2, 3, and 7, allow you to get away with 8. The laughter you hear comes from my son up at Notre Dame; sound carries a long way in this cold.
1) Made 5 separate trips into the office to see patients. (Thus the life of a physician on call.)
2) Cleaned out the horrible "lazy-Susan" cabinet in the corner of our kitchen, which contained 300 types of napkins, plus a wide variety of other stuff as evidenced by the number of trash bags filled.
3) Cleaned out the cabinet next to that, which was mostly full of old phone books. (He threw them all away on the context that, "No one needs phone books anymore.")
4) Attended Sunday Mass.
5) Went to the hospital to consult on an inpatient.
6) Went to Sam's Club and loaded up on toilet paper, paper towels, kleenex, and canned cat food.
7) Cleaned out the horrible "linen closet" upstairs, which was mostly full of old wrapping paper and gift bags. He promises we never need to buy another gift bag, ever, and "if I catch you chucking another of those paper wine bags from Inari in there I will kick you in the shins."
8) Bought a 60" TV.
Please note, dear friends of mine who happen to be men. Numbers one through seven, particularly 2, 3, and 7, allow you to get away with 8. The laughter you hear comes from my son up at Notre Dame; sound carries a long way in this cold.
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