Bad news/Good news

I have laryngitis.

I croak when I talk.

Talking on the phone is a nightmare.

People keep saying "What?" and "Are you sick?"

Since I can't really talk I think to myself "No, I'm not sick. I like trying out different voices to see which I'm going to go with in the future. This is my frog voice. Do you like it?" And then I say out loud "Yes."

I hate being sick.

I like making my husband take care of me.

I like when he feels that the best way to take care of me is to take me out to eat comfort food, ie: Cracker Barrel.

Bad news for me: I can't talk

Good news for me: I get taken care of

Good news for hubby: I can't talk

Bad news for hubby: I get taken care of

Seems fair to me.