p and me are at the beginning of colds.
last night after getting past the many productions of putting p in bed i remembered we had not put menthol ointment (watkins - you know it) on her chest and back.
all was ready and we were about to say our prayers when...
i said "wait, the menthol ointment".
i hurried to the bathroom and retrieved the ointment.
i came back to p's room with the ointment and approached the bed.
i took off the lid to the ointment.
i got the salve ready on my fingers.
i then thought, i can't forget to do this to myself.
i thought i better do it before i forget.
i leaned toward p and then applied the ointment to my sternum and throat while p sat waiting in her bed.
hizazzle collapsed to the floor in laughter.....
yep
mother. of. the. year.
p to the s: the meister was salved even if it was second.
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