ninnymary
Garden Master
My husband doesn't make a very good nurse either. But he can run to the nearby cafe and get me some tortilla soup when I need it. 
Mary
Mary
I popped his bubble when I said, you know alcohol is flammable, right? He got huffy, I just wanted to get out before he turned the oven on.....he washed it down, dried it out with a towel and turned on the oven. It smoked from whatever he did to it or whatever he didn't clean
but didn't catch fire.
By far the worse pain I have encountered on this journey. I think I'm traumatized.
And, that's the important thing.so whiny.
Sorry to be so long winded, but I haven't really been able to rant about this. Dear DH has been supportive ... Oh, in spite of my complaints, the foot is healing well.
