A Fine Romance

My husband and I are both in bed with a cold, but I made my escape to my PC. We are a marvelous couple with a faux antique finish. The way we bicker you would swear we had been married since I was in an incubator, but it will be three years June 10! Before I crawled to the computer, we were watching a movie. Tracy and Hepburn were on screen and I asked him if he was familiar with either. He, of course, did not know their names. He is 59. I ask questions like that just to annoy myself. All he could say was that Kate needed a sandwich. Arrgggh! He forgot my name once too...left a message on the machine to Carol, his ex-wife. If she didn't look like a pock marked wrinkled Linda Blair when her head is spinning and spitting pea soup in the Exorcist, I might be jealous. Ok, enough for now, back to bed.