And honesty is...

...that thing when although I know that The Man is still very ill and very, very hungry because his stomach still doesn't hold in food, I tell him I'm gonna go in the kitchen now and eat a pizza. (Which is, just so that you know, his favorite food.)

He tells me to f*ck off, lovingly.

I tell him he's welcome and I'll cook him another little pot of bland rice then.

So, yeah - that, by the way, is love, too ;)

1 comment:

  1. I'm sure he appreciates having you take care of him when he is sick. I hope he gets better soon. Even a bowl of bland rice can be good if you feel poorly and your wife makes it for you.