some things are just so much less romantic in real life....

and i don't mean candles and glasses of wine romantic. I'm talking about southern plantation, Merchant/Ivory, Deepest, Darkest Africa kinda romance. like how it's kinda hard to make waiting in line at the drug store to purchase tampons and discount shampoo epic, even if you imagine yourself in black and white. none-the-less, the point of this little excursion is thus: one's man having Scarlet Fever is Gone With the Wind, Little House on the Prairie, classic romance novel exciting! One's man having Beaver Fever (which is basically dissentery) is just keeping things a little too real.