Sophie The Sickie
My bathroom taps acted out last night and I spent the night playing plumber (which of course was not successful).? Mr. BF is out of town and thanks to tinkering with water stuff in the night, my flu is acting out and nobody’s here -well the plumber is still doing his thing, yip-yapping about a broken whatever-.
So I’m pretty down this morning and I came across this picture on google… which had successfully made my mouth water.
A fresh bowl of noodle soup with crackers.? That’s something odd to crave at 9 a.m.? Thanks to this sore throat.? Mr. BF is no cook, but he makes the best noodle soups ever.
Maybe this is what people warned me about when Mr. BF and I decided to move in together.
Not having him around when I’m sick is hell.
