By Susan Esther Barnes
This is a conversation I had with my husband last night:
Me: I can't believe I haven't caught the cold you had last week.
Him: Me, either.
Me: I don't know how many times I woke up during the night to find you breathing your germs right in my face.
Him: That wouldn't be a problem if you stayed on your side of the bed.
Me: There are two cats, plus me, on my side, but only one of you. We should get three-fourths of the bed. You should feel lucky for what you get.
Him: I don't think so.
Me: Do you think we should trade in our queen bed for a king so we'll have more room?
Him: No, we don't need a king. I don't feel like we're too crowded.
Me: Ok. I still feel lucky I didn't catch your cold, with you breathing on me like that.
Him: That wouldn't be a problem if you stayed on your side of the bed.
Gotta love that man.
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