This past weekend I thought i was on my deathbead. I’m over my cold now, but J, Bosslady and my coworker C who’s out sick today point a finger at me. i don’t know who gave it to me though.

j: i haven’t had a cold for two years. this is your fault.
s: ok you aren’t going to let up are you?
j: no i’m going to continue to remind you.
s: that’s what marriage is all about.
j: what?
s: you making me sick and me making you sick.