Dean has a bad cold. I felt bad for him at first. Now I want to shove a balled up sock in his mouth the next time he asks me to go get something for him. The last time he said, "Frey, I'm sick!" I said, "Dean, I'm well aware of that!" And he countered with "My mom doesn't crab at me when I'm sick." It's going to be a loooong weekend.
There are two sort of good things about him being sick. One is that when he is sick he sleeps as much as I do when I'm healthy. The house was silent for twelve hours last night while he, the kitties and I slept the sleep of the sick, the feline and sleep-lover. The other thing that's sort of good about the Sick One is that he requested Panera for dinner last night AND lunch today. I loooooove Panera. I could eat a 1/2 Fandango salad, bowl Garden Vegetable soup, and a sourdough roll with a glass of iced green tea for every meal of my life.
Unfortunately I will be dateless to Dr. Hari's holiday party tonight. Every year my advisor has a holiday party where his wife cooks an enormous Indian feast and there is no "shop talk" allowed. He, the post doc and one of the graduated students all have little kids so its always fun to have them running around while we talk sports, politics, culture and everything else except physics. Last year Dr. Hari and Dean got sloppy drunk and bonded when Dr. Hari confessed that I'm his favorite. But that's just between you and me.
Well, I am off to the Depths of Hell, a.k.a. the Ghetto Mall to do some Christmas shopping. I need to get out of this plague-ridden house to keep my health and my sanity for next week's trip.
Saturday, December 17, 2005
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Sorry I spoiled him! He's usually content with a glass of 7-up, the T.V. remote, and a bowl of Ramen soup. He will probably perk up with the Illini game tomorrow. Good luck. Have fun at the party.
His mom saw the pictures he left in his dresser which were taken while he was at the U of M so she already knew he drinks more than milk and tea. She still is proud of him.
let me tell you what natalie's routine is when she's sick and YES there is a routine involved. she gets to sit up in bed with her own box of kleenex and a paper lunch bag folded down at the top to throw her dirty kleenex away. she has a routine "sick meal" (dramatically eaten like a "last meal") and this is just the beginning. i'm surprised she finds deano's behavior that different from hers, (love you anyway)!
I hope Dean reads Mom's comment so he knows just how to take care of Natalie when she is sick. Dean's mom was too shocked with the tape that was hidden in his Wheaties box to look under his bed.
Hmmm. Well I guess I'm a little humbled. I don't think a box of kleenex and a portable garbage is too much to ask for. At least I don't wail "I'm sick! I'm sick!" At the top of my lungs every five minutes.
Sylvia-
I'm glad you have such a sense of humor. A 26 year old drinking at a holiday party is rarely the scandal Dean seems to think it is.
Sorry you had to be traumatized by U of M pictures. I hope there were no incriminating photos of me from back in the day! And a Wheaties box? Geez, Deano.
i certainly hope deano that it wasn't the twins world series wheaties box, that would totally change my outstanding opinion of you!!!
p.s to sylvia, i'm glad i didn't have boys, all i ever found hidden was make-up, a racey picture of jon bon jovi and matches (which i later discovered were used in secret elvis presley rituals)
I didn't notice any pictures of you but I think I'll go back and check again. They were mostly of the guys and they seem to do drunk as badly as they do sick. Dean-o claims the tape was T.J.'s but he sure was familiar with it. I don't remember if it was the Twins world series box or not. Hopefully we can compare boys/girls as grandparents someday!
I sure hope poor Deano is well for
a heavy holiday weekend of heavy drinking, sports on the tube and the usual trip to Mons Venus while the girlfriend is out of town. Excellent work with the decoy Wheaties box and tape distracting your mom from finding the Corn Flakes box with your pot and your extensive DVD collection. Don't forget Todd's and Nebraska avenue this weekend. Rock on, Dude!
No wonder Dean's dad is so excited to go there for Christmas!! I thought he was just happy to get to see Dean-o! Do I have to check his luggage for cereal boxes??!!
You guys are hilarious. And Sylvia, no grandkids until your son puts a ring on this finger!
lefty-
I never had sisters. Me and my partner in crime performed secret Elvis worshipping rituals as teenagers, which I describe here.
My wife is a big wimp when she gets sick too, and she complains that I have no sympathy--which is mostly true. It's just that she complains about a nicked finger or a small bruise, and basically belly-aches all the time. I don't know when it's for real.
This is the best string ever!! Dean!! I'm shocked!! hehehe I have learned so much about the two of you from your moms in this string than in the years you have been in Tampa!! Keep it coming!!
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