My husband is sick. Which means he's dying, he's grumpy, he's cute, he's needy, he's a big freakin BABY! I tell you what, I have bad allergies and get sick or sinus infections and he's all "you're fine, it's just your allergies you're not even sick" but HE gets sick and it's "take care of me, make me a hot dog, I'm dying, do everything for me, wah wah wah". Men.To top it all off, we're supposed to go to Memphis this weekend to visit friends traveling up from Florida. We'll all be SO disappointed if we have to back out. I'm hoping he's better by then. We still have two days and two nights to get him well.