Poor Prince Charming has had a cold or a sinus infection of some sort since Sunday afternoon. My normally chipper and happy boyfriend has not been himself at all. Now picture my 6’2” boyfriend with watery eyes, a nose that is all red and raw from the cold and is either so cold he is snuggled under a blanket on the couch or so hot he’s walking around shirtless. I can tell the poor guy doesn’t feel good because he has barely spoken to me in a couple of days. When he has talked to me, it’s usually in what I call his “Eyeore” voice (Eyeore from Winnie-the-Pooh).
I told you that story so I can tell you this story . . .
The other day I was doing dishes while Prince Charming was in the living room watching TV.
He came into the kitchen for some reason (I don’t remember why) and gets a tissue to blow his nose.
I hear him say (in his best Eeyore voice), “This doesn’t look good.”
I look over to see him standing in the middle of the kitchen with the open tissue in his hand and inspecting the contents.
Pam: (laughing – I couldn’t help it!) “What?”
Prince Charming (still using Eyeore voice): “This doesn’t look good.”
Pam: (still laughing) “Then stop looking at it.”
Prince Charming: “This is gonna be a blog post, isn’t it?”
Pam: You better believe it!!