When Nick and I first got married my sister bought us two little handbooks titled 'Don'ts for Wives' and 'Don'ts for Husbands', originally published in 1913. They are full of words of wisdom along with a few eyebrow raising statements.
I'm reading through my 'Don'ts for Wives', alone, as Nick isn't feeling well. He's in bed and has had a sore throat for a few days. My book has confirmed my suspicions, I have not been very wifely. He's mentioned his throat a few times and I have told him to eat some icecream, patted his back and dragged him off sledging. He's off to Phoenix and then California for the next two weeks with work so there's perhaps a little travel/sun envy chomping at me. However, considering my book tells me I should not think it beneath myself to pre-warm his slippers ahead of his return home, I think I've neglected him. So this evening when he mentioned his throat I thought I should perhaps step up my game and take a look.
After all, I'm pretty used to the 'open wide and say Ahh' routine now. Unfortunately I wasn't entirely sure what to look for. I also don't have one of those nifty little handheld torches the doctors are equipped with. All was not lost, aside from perhaps his eyesight, as we do have a head torch for caving and Dr. google at our disposal. So I popped this on and took a peek..... and yowser, his throat looks sore.
I think I owe Nick some slipper warming. Sorry Nick. On the bright side, my book mentions I should not object to my husband buying a motorbike, only suggesting he also buy a side-car for me!
I'm reading through my 'Don'ts for Wives', alone, as Nick isn't feeling well. He's in bed and has had a sore throat for a few days. My book has confirmed my suspicions, I have not been very wifely. He's mentioned his throat a few times and I have told him to eat some icecream, patted his back and dragged him off sledging. He's off to Phoenix and then California for the next two weeks with work so there's perhaps a little travel/sun envy chomping at me. However, considering my book tells me I should not think it beneath myself to pre-warm his slippers ahead of his return home, I think I've neglected him. So this evening when he mentioned his throat I thought I should perhaps step up my game and take a look.
After all, I'm pretty used to the 'open wide and say Ahh' routine now. Unfortunately I wasn't entirely sure what to look for. I also don't have one of those nifty little handheld torches the doctors are equipped with. All was not lost, aside from perhaps his eyesight, as we do have a head torch for caving and Dr. google at our disposal. So I popped this on and took a peek..... and yowser, his throat looks sore.
I think I owe Nick some slipper warming. Sorry Nick. On the bright side, my book mentions I should not object to my husband buying a motorbike, only suggesting he also buy a side-car for me!