Hey Mark! What Number Am I Thinking Of?

It's been almost a week since my last post...so I'm a little rusty..but I thought I'd give yet another example of a typical evening at our house...

I cut my finger today cutting up some chicken breasts and a few hours later, as we settled in at home, I turned on the tv and a commercial came on for the Oprah show...

it featured a woman who had cut her finger while cooking dinner, and was now in a coma with a flesh eating bacteria...

No sooner had the thought, "I need to take the band-aid off and look at my finger RIGHT NOW!" entered my brain, Mark looks over at me and says, "you think you have a flesh eating bacteria now, don't you?"

25 years together will do that to a couple...

Comments

Amen sister! It's like they finish the thought before you can even process it and bring it to fruition!