Friday, February 14, 2020
February 12, 2020
Yesterday, Doug; being the hilarious guy that he THINKS he is, pointed out to DC that today is Lincoln's Birthday. DC looked at me as if I was trying to hide a holiday from him....
DC: Lincoln's Birfday!
Me: It is not a holiday. You have Monday off for President's Day which is for Lincoln and Washington's Birthday.
DC: Presents Day!!!!
Me: No. President's Day. You get the day off, that's all. No gifts, No going out to eat. We are going to Mystic for President's Day (as if I haven't heard about Mystic AND Valentine's Day - we can't forget Valentine's Day- all week)
Doug: (leaves me to deal with Lincoln's Birthday)
After hearing enough about Lincoln's Birthday last night and this morning, Doug got a phone call from DC at 7:30 reminding him and it is Lincoln's Birthday and wanting him to explain to him what we are going to do today in honor of the holiday..
Me? I had only two words for Doug which can also be summed up with only one finger.
Doug ended up bringing DC a cake. He was happy with the cake as his Lincoln's Birthday celebration. I caved and gave him some skittles and a five dollar bill and tried to explain who the man on the bill was.
He did not care about anything but the cake...
If you think that he will not be expecting a cake next year, you are very wrong.
Very, very wrong.
Happy Lincoln's Birthday
Happy Valentine's Day
Happy President's Day
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Sunday, February 9, 2020
Thursday Morning - February 6, 2020
DC and I discussing the “Snow Ball” that he will be attending on Saturday. Although he does rename most dances; this particular dance is officially called a “Ball” so you know he’ll be wearing a suit.
Me: Which suit are you going to wear?
DC: Blue. Have good taste.
Saturday Morning - February 8, 2020
DC came home sick on Thursday. (Oh no! What if he can’t go to the “Snow Ball” on Saturday?).
I kept him home on Friday - no fever but he was coughing and very stuffy. All day while looking as if he could not keep his eyes open and with that red stripe under his nose that shows up immediately when he’s not feeling well or is having an allergy problem - he told me he was “feeling well” and “going to the ball”.
All . Day . Long....
He looked worse as the day wore on. So I started getting him ready for the fact that he might not be able to go to the “Snow Ball”.
I didn’t want to say outright that he couldn’t because that would make the day that much worse for him (and me). But I was 99% sure that he would not be going.
By the time I got him to go to sleep for the night, he looked so awful that I was absolutely sure that there was no way he’d be well enough to go.
I mean, Doug moved AND sat in his chair in the kitchen and DC not only did not say a word but I’m not even sure he noticed! (See: "You're In My Spot")
Well, this morning he woke up looking like the picture of health! I was shocked and said “Oh my god, you look amazing!”
So fingers crossed that there is no relapse today because I told him he looks amazing and he’s reminded me of that at least 50 times (it’s only 10:30). He’s convinced he’s going so I’ll just be over here #HoldingMyBreath
Saturday evening, February 8, 2020
They had a fantastic time and I am still completely amazed at his turn-around!
Sunday morning, February 9, 2020
After hearing about the "Snow Ball", "Going to the Snow Ball" and "I am feeling well" ...... Snow Ball, Snow Ball, Snow Ball for two days...
DC has moved on to screeching "Hooray, Hooray, It's 'Valentime's' Day"
Me: It's not Valentine's Day. Valentine's Day is Friday.
DC: "Hooray, Hooray, It's 'Valentime's' Day"
Me: You're just not going to give me a break, are you?
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