Me: How are you feeling?
Steve: GREAT!!!!!!
Me: Awesome. It's about time, right?
Steve: TOTALLY!!!!!!!!
Me: Wow, you seem to be in a great mood.
Steve: I KNOW, RIGHT?!?!!?!? I THINK IT'S THE ROIDS!
Me: Well, good for you!
Steve: YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!
I took a picture of Steve's "medicine cabinet" (aka our dining room table) so you can see what it's taken to get him to this point:
He is on some strange drug schedule like an 80 year old man. But, at least it's working!
Steve, however, is my hero - my knight in shining armor. Wm is being a real turd this evening - and Steve, in all his euphoria, was all, "I am going to go get an Xbox game! It's on SALE today! And, I'll take Wm to Best Buy with me!" So, Steve took away Spawn of Satan and I'm blissfully home all alone. Best. Husband. Ever.
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