He has a sense of humour...a twisted sense of humor. I woke up this morning and he was there waiting for me, I said hello and was about to talk with him when he said.........
"Have a lie in, don't you know it's the weekend?"
Oh haha very funny.
So I did.
And now I am sick. I have been fighting sickness for a while, but now the score is
Germs 1 Hidden slave 0
There is no doubt in my mind that he will somehow find a way to apportion the blame of this to me having a lie in!
But for now I am tucked up with the AC on full, a scarf, a pair of fluffy bed socks (which for some reason he always finds amusing and sexy too) a large bottle of cough mixture, and if only he was here to rub the Vick on my chest everything would be good.