Two years on.
Two years ago today, I got married. Wally commented how consistent I was- I was sick during our wedding and now two years on, I mark the occasion by getting sick with the flu again.
We decided we'd celebrate it tomorrow, so today we went to IKEA. Yes, again. And we ate at the IKEA cafe. Again.
On our way home, the effects of my flu meds petered out, and before long my nose was blocked and I was sniffling. Of course, as is always the case, I was caught without tissues. On the way up to the apartment in the elevator, my nose started to leak in earnest. I nudged Wally and showed him my snot filled nose. He stuck out his tongue and pretended he was going to lick my face. I stuck my nose out even farther.
Wally: I *WOULD* DO IT, YOU KNOW!
Ami: I WOULD *LET* YOU, YOU KNOW!
This is where we are, two years on. Sigh. I hope we never grow up.
We decided we'd celebrate it tomorrow, so today we went to IKEA. Yes, again. And we ate at the IKEA cafe. Again.
On our way home, the effects of my flu meds petered out, and before long my nose was blocked and I was sniffling. Of course, as is always the case, I was caught without tissues. On the way up to the apartment in the elevator, my nose started to leak in earnest. I nudged Wally and showed him my snot filled nose. He stuck out his tongue and pretended he was going to lick my face. I stuck my nose out even farther.
Wally: I *WOULD* DO IT, YOU KNOW!
Ami: I WOULD *LET* YOU, YOU KNOW!
This is where we are, two years on. Sigh. I hope we never grow up.