Oh ... Really?

Bringing Sexy Back

So what could possibly be a sexier way to round off a nice cuddly, cozy, long weekend with the boyfriend than a nice case of the tummy bug? Yes, indeed ... do I know how to have a good time, or what?

"Hey sweetie ... "


"Umm ... My name isn't Ralph."

Bless his heart, he fussed and fretted over me and did everything he could to make it all better. Unfortunately, I was feeling way too crappy to be able to enjoy all the attention! It was a most miserable 36 hours and I am just now beginning to feel human again ... as in being able to walk up the stairs without being out of breath. Every little ache and pain I have had recently all flared up and tortured me for hours, this on top of generalized aches and soreness. I could not get comfortable at all. I knew it was getting bad when I literally started whining. I think I might have even whimpered a time or two. The moans and groans were definitely not of the sexy type at all. And my appearance through it all? Well, let's just say that if he calls again after seeing me sans make-up with pale, parched skin, hair sloppy and stuffed into a scrunchy, wearing multiple layers of various types of clothing to accommodate the fluctuations of chills and sweating, he is braver than most ... and just may be a real keeper! I am getting so spoiled!

Next time though, I want the Hawaiian cruise too!

Posted by LissaKay on 11/13/07 at 11:58 PM in Matters of the Heart
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