Sounds of the Ruchus...

I have nearly wet myself twice in the last two days and let me tell you why. You see, Mr. Ruchus is sick...you know that cold, sinus infection, bronchitis I had for two months?...well he's had it now for two days...and well, to put it bluntly...things just couldn't be any worse around here. It is quite devastating when he has a cold you know ;) Last night I was facebooking my heart out, once again avoiding laundry and homework when I heard the loudest OW! I've ever heard in our 11 years in this house...it sounded a lot like this...OW! OW! OW! OW! OW! OW! OW! DAMN IT! OWWWW! Sorry for the swear word but be forewarned that it's gonna happen again...very shortly...Anyway, after I contained my laughter (I'm that way, just learn to deal with it) I finally took myself upstairs to ask what on Earth had happened. The hubby through his stuffiness said, "Well, I had my foot on the threshold of the door (the hardwood floor threshold) when Sonshine shut the door on it." OK, I must admit, I had to laugh again, and let me just say that my husband did not see the humor in that one bit, but I was glad to know that he was going to make it.

Fast forward to today...I'm sitting here eating my most delicious homemade potato soup that I made today (did I mention I love days off?) When I hear the loudest ACHOOOOO SH*T, I've heard in the 11 years we've lived in this house. A few short minutes later, I swear, the hubby comes downstairs carrying the comforter off our bed and says, "This blanket is all covered with soup inside." Like he just found it that way or something! Then he continues..."I sneezed and my bowl of soup flew out of my hand onto the bed." Ooh, ah, giggle, giggle, snort! I must compose myself for a minute. Whew, Ok, there, much better...really, how have I survived being married to this guy for 18 years? With laughter...that's how. Man he cracks me up~