There I was.
Weeping on the bed.
Because it hurts.
And I am DONE with the spinal headache.

Tyson looks at me and asks, “What do you need, Lady?”

“I need you to kill me. Kill me Jerry.” I smile at our Seinfeld joke. (Ah. Seinfeld was hilarious, wasn’t it?)

“How do you want me to do it?”

“Just make it fast.”

“Alright. How about I just flick you in the the forehead to death? You know… just flick you on your forehead until you die….”

I laugh. Because I find that scene in my mind to be really, really funny.

Man. I hate it when he makes me laugh away my cries…..
(And when I say “hate”, I really mean that this is just one more thing for me to confess that he does right…)

~Wanna see what my view has been like for the last SIX FREAKING days? (I knew you would… that’s why I took a photo for all to share in my woe.)