HEY! GAE........................

[Sluggo]

Where the hell were you today, at 11:30 AM????????????? I waited for you til noontime! [img]graemlins/cry.gif[/img] [img]graemlins/wonder.gif[/img] [img]graemlins/car.gif[/img]

[Cagliostro]

Yeah Gae! We all would like to know where the hell were you? Standing up Sluggo. [img]graemlins/grrr.gif[/img]

[gae]

My bad, Sluggo. Completely my fault.

For those of you who don't know, pencils are a workforce hazzard. Yesterday, Bob hung up from a phone call and turned to retrieve his favorite pencil. (Yep. Engineers actually have favorite pencils.) Then, because he did something to his back and was in terrible pain, he fell out of his chair.

He called his doc, then me. When I got to the office, it took two people to get him to the car. The chiropractor alleviated some of the pain, but I'm building all new thighs running up and down the stairs: Twenty minutes of ice; twenty minutes of heat. Rinse and repeat.

So, I've been spending my time fetching and carrying.

Sluggs, I'm really sorry; carrying Bob around hasn't been kind to my increasingly arthritic bones, so I just blanked on our date.

Crap! If only it were last week I could say it was Bush's fault.

This is what I get for marrying an older man.

[travelinman]

I would say something in retaliation but I need you to help me to the bathroom.

[Sluggo]

That's OK, gae. Old men are more important that mere friends, especially when you are married to one. We'll make it another time. OK?