It's that time of year again. Ah...the leaves turn the most glorious shades of red and yellow, the squirrels stash their nuts in little hidey-holes, the scent of wood smoke in the cold, crisp air, the runny noses, the headaches, the aches and pains and the nausea of the dreaded Flu. Yes, folks, it's time for our flu shots. Last year I kept asking DH to make the appointment for whenever it was a good time for him. We never did get our flu shots. This year I made the appointment and at 4:00pm I will be getting stuck with the needle. DH had better not be late (as usual). If he misses his shot and comes down with the flu, I'm not nursing him back to health. He can get his own damn soup.
