And it's not so bad

Just when things were getting really rough at work and I was starting to lose my grip on sanity, the drug reps (ie. people who give us freebies whilst marketing their products) show up and one of them gives me this little piece of work.

So cool! I could hardly believe my fortune. Doctors fight each other for little trinkets like this. They make great presents. I've been dying for months to get hold of Viagra goodies.

"It'll get you up in the mornings," said the rep, eyeing me with displeasure as I choked back a snort of laughter.

I gave it to MDH when I got home and he moaned about what people would think of him if we displayed this prominently in the house. He's insisted on placing it on the mantlepiece anyway.

Then, MDH whipped out this chocolate brownie cake that the Aged P had secreted away in the house as a present and had forgotten to tell us about it. He'd found it in a drawer in the kitchen, wrapped in paper. We had it for dessert. Yum.

And to round it all off, MDH decided that he would give me a relaxing back massage using my favourite 'Mande Lulur' body lotion.

"I want to thank you for giving me the best day of my life, Oh just to be with you is having the best day of my life" - Dido