Husbands and other Aliens

Just What the Web Doctor Ordered

Just What the Web Doctor Ordered

“I don’t feel well,” my husband informed me over the phone. “I know, honey,” I said as I perused the chicken soup selections at the supermarket for him. “I mean, I really don’t feel well,” he clarified. “I know honey,” I repeated. “You have a cold.” “No, it’s not a cold! He protested vehemently. “I looked up my symptoms on…