It’s ten minutes to the game (don’t ask me what game ‘cause I don’t know) and my Brian just raced off to the store to get me some sugar. I have been sick since Sunday and only been able to keep down tea. I was going to eat a little dinner because I am so hungry but the smell of everything made me feel naseous, so I’m sticking to tea. Brian and the boys were all psyched about going over to my MIL’s to see this game. I was making tea and noticed we are out of sugar so I asked him, Hey before ya’ll go will you run to the store and get some sugar? and he was like, But the games about to start! and I was like, Ok so please go right now! and he was like But the games about to start! so I was like Just run in and out! and he was like It’ll take 20 minutes, they never have enough cashiers! and I was like No it won’t just grab the sugar and hit the self-pay aisle! and he was like I hate doing that! (Brian has this weird abhorrence for using the automatic self-checkout aisle, it cracks me up.)

There was about a minute or so of this back and forth.

Then I said you could have been up the street by now…at the first light…going by the old folks’ home…turning in by Wendy’s….Bam! See you coulda been at the store! OMG! and I sulked off and sat at my desk, looking forlorn. I was very mad but I was so naseous my Thunder Trula Frowny Face I use for when I am very mad wouldn’t hold, so I just looked pitifully pathetically put-out. I don’t want to walk up there right now and driving just makes me feel queasier, otherwise I’d go myself.

So then Brian gave out this loud huff and asked the kids if they wanted to go to the store. They said No. He asked them like 3 times, I guess to make sure I heard and understood he was actually going to go to the store for me. OMG! Mr. indirect communicator, right. So I asked him, Are you going to the store for me? and he gave me a gruff, Yeah. I was like Thank you! You are the best husband ever! and he said Yeah, yeah. Boys be ready to go when I get back. As he was going out the door I yelled And we need peanut butter too! he yelled back I’m just getting sugar! Grrrrr!

Ok that’s cool, sugar is all I wanted right now. I am so hungry after nearly 3 days of this I am ready to bite someone’s face off, but everything except sugary tea is making me throw up. Just bring me my sugar, please.

So then he was back in like 5 minutes, came in and threw the bag on the dining-room table. Whatever!! Keep acting simple, I thought, and I won’t talk to you for a week. I looked inside and lo and behold, he got the sugar and the peanut butter. Awwwwww! So I catch him right before he’s out the door and say Wait a minute, I want to give you a hug. He hugs me back and leaves. The boys are all grinning in the car at us, Iyende rolls her eyes at our little drama.

LOL! I am glad he went and I am learning to appreciate him for little things like this. I wish to mother earth he had done it without all the attitude though. He knows how sick I’ve been, I even had to leave a work meeting all early today because of having to throw up, bleh. What in the underworld, I don’t act all funky when he’s a little under the weather. Ok, ok, I’m feeling resentful. Let it go, let it go. I’m going to drink some tea, try eating a little popcorn or crackers, and watch The Next Best Model with Iyende. Who just told me the game in question is the Cavs game.