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November 06, 2007

Germs on Burns

I had been sitting in front of the computer for some time, trying to think of a post, when Will stopped reading a book to discuss a smallish burn on his wrist, a wound from cooking dinner three nights ago.

Will: What should I do about this burn?

Me: Nothing. It's fine.

Will: But it's totally exposed to germs!

Me: So what? It's not an open wound. No germs are getting in.

Will: It is an open wound now! The blister popped. It looks liquidy.

Me: Well, put a bandage on it.

(Will extends his arm in mock dramatics that suggest that the wound? It has made him immobilized. He cannot get up from the couch and make it to the medicine cabinet without much pain and suffering.)

Me: Oh, okay, okay. I'll get a bandage for you. Just as soon as I write this post.

Will: Oh great. I may not survive that long.

Comments

Ha ha...that sounds like something I would say to my hubby when I'm blogging. I get the guilt trip too!

My hubby makes fun of my "friends". Always in air quotes.

Malia

This is why having a spouse who blogs is helpful. They tend to be more understanding than the blogless ;-)

Ha ha, funny. I just earned you five ($.05) cents!

Tell him he's lucky - I'd probably say something along the lines of "ahhhhh, you'll be fine, just rub a little Neosporin on it and slap on a bandaid" - without even looking up.

(Because I'm a meanie.)

Seriously...I think she ate her while McDonald's was closed.

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