A very different Christmas

We wait and anticipate Christmas all year..who will be at the various parties..what we are going to eat and drink..the guest list...wrapping the gifts...sending cards to loved ones...trimming the tree...it's all good until....ta da...hubby gets a cold...not an ordinary cold the worse cold ever know to man...worse by far then the plague..or a heart attack...worse then yellow fever..worse then having a baby worse then...oh you get the idea...so you say..with a gulp...I will stay at home with you dear...closing your eyes and clenching your teeth hoping he will say ..not at all..you go...but he says well I'll be okay for a little while..could you just take my temp again..so you do then lie and give him more tylenol and say..I'm pretty sure you will be okay for an hour or so..don't you think? So he says yes but looks as if he's going to cry..Then your son picks you up..mostly for all the food you have been preparing all day..and you get to the party and every man there commiserates with hubby and all the women roll their eyes..and you don't dare stay
very long and have someone drive you home..and the next morning the Christmas dinner you
have been anticipating all year..hubby asks..could you go to my Moms and get me some of her home made soup...so that's what I do on Christmas day and now...that he knows I am staying in with he makes a miraculous recovery..at least the fever is gone..and he makes it to the shower and resumes laying on the couch in case someone visits..but no one does because they have all been warned off...and Christmas has passed..and then as we are going to bed he says...this is the worst Christmas I have ever had......