We had a quiz in class today that I know I probably completely borked. As in, our teacher told us to study IV information (types of IVs, how each works, etc) and somehow my brain translated and stored that information as “study and know everything except the IV information.” However, I still managed to finish before the end of the 2 hours he ended up giving our stupid asses.

Poor Eddie. He went into work feeling like complete shit yesterday morning, but he was a brave-little-toaster and stuck it out for the entire day. When he got to my mother’s he was feeling better, but as the night wore on he was complaining of being cold. When we got back home, we each checked emails, then he went and took a shower. He came out, wrapped himself up in the comforter and snuggled on the couch with me. We watched the last half of ER together, and he gave me a kiss towards the end. It was then that I noticed he was hot.

Well, we already knew he’s a hotty to start with, but he was just hotter. I told him to go take his temp, and sure enough he was at about 101F. He’d taken some Advil Cold earlier, so I knew it was just a matter of time before he cooled off, so I got to enjoy my own personal heat source in bed with his all curled up against me.

Eddie’s Mom is cooking tonight. I think we’re also having ice cream cake, but that might be tomorrow because I’m not sure how long it needs to set. Pickle is going over again, and she’s getting a bath because she managed to get Ferritvite on her chest and she can’t reach it to lick off. Danielle is going over to see Pickle, but I’m not sure how long she’ll be there for. I’m also bringing one of the gates over so that she (Pickle, not Danielle) can run loose in the hallway where she can’t get into trouble rather than being constantly harnessed and dragging me through the house. She’s completely facinated by my mother’s bathroom rug for some reason, and loveloveloves rubbing herself all over it and rolling around. Freaky little thing.

Tomorrow we get to sleep late. This is awesome, because every single day this week I’ve wanted to do nothing more than sleep later than 6am.

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