Differences

Yeah, if you are way into In-N-Out, you knew the second that picture loaded where that burger came from. Maybe you could even guess how long they toast my buns. 

I can’t tell you how many times Brett and I have been to In-N-Out together, but awhile back we discovered something kinda funny. I only bring it up now because ordering dinner totally reminded me about it. We get up to line to order our food and I go first and Brett follows. “I’ll have a cheeseburger, everything but onions, and a drink.” Brett, “I’ll have a cheeseburger, nothing but onions, and a drink.” The cashier always looks at us funny because we just gave our order with way weird wordage. Brett and I are opposites in so many things. I hate onions on my burger, it’s the only thing I don’t want on it. He doesn’t like too much on there except onions. 

Opposites. There are too many strange opposites we have, most of them involve food, but I just thought it was funny and should share.

Amare and Roxy

We didn't get another dog. Because I get that crossed your ming. No we didn't trade our dog in for a few one. We love Amare, besides he is far more cute than Roxy (and if your name is Alec pretend you didn't just read that).

Roxy is Alec’s dog. Her family decided to take off to California for one of those Disneyland adventures, so not fair. They get to go and we get to stay home with Roxy. No fair. Well, Alec did bring us back treats it brought back memories, thanks Alec.

Anyways poor Amare. He was happy to have a friend to play with, but Roxy didn’t ever want to play. Amare have his little butt in the air waiting to pounce on Roxy thinking that her barking was playful. He was shut down. And poor Roxy was sad she couldn’t get on the bed to cuddle like Amare.

Sick

That's it. Today is my last day of being sick. Last Tuesday I took a mental day off from school. I had a messy house, lots of studying to catch up on, backed up laundry, stacked dished, a neglected puppy, and I am sure I was lacking some sleep too. Anyways about halfway through the day I took a drink and felt a sore throat. Great. Well, it quickly evolved and I was sick. Depressing. I don't get super sick too often. The last time I was sick was about two years ago, spring break 2006, I had a sore throat and cold. So I guess I am due for illness.

Brett comes home from work and he’s been sucking on cough drops all day. Who did this to us... Thanks MOM! Brett is so tough when he is sick, he gets up goes to work, I just complain and make very unattractive sounds with my man voiced throat. 

5 AM Wednesday morning I wake up throwing up. Two hours later I’m back at the toilet. Then again at 10, and then 12, 3 o’clock rolls around, then I make my last throw up visit at 7 PM. By then I am starving and sore and sick of throwing up. Sheri brought Brett and I some potatoe soup, crackers, and watermelon. Thank you so much. What a miserable day. 

Then poor Brett has this huge headache due to all the sinus pressure, his throat is super soar by now. We are popping pills like mad. NyQuil, Dayquil, Benedryl, Sudaffed. Funny thing is we both hate taking that crap. Anyways. Brett has a stronger immune system and he got through it pretty quick. Obviously the running nose stays with you for a bit. Meanwhile, I’m still in bed sleeping and trying to breathe and get the cough out of my chest.

So. We are done being sick. I’ve missed a week of school and have 35 hours to make up and am bored at home. Maybe I could do some laundry. We are done. If you see us coughing, sneezing, blowing our noses... Just pretend that we were doing something else, stretching maybe or scratching our heads. 


We are not sick.