Milk and Honey
Flu Season, 3:00am
HE (coughing, wakes spouse) “My throat’s killing me, I think I need some warm milk and honey.”
SHE (sleepily) “Oh, you poor boy. I’ll go fix it.”
She gets out of bed, puts on her bathrobe and slippers, and trudges off to the kitchen.
Two Weeks Later, 3:00am
SHE (coughing, wakes spouse) “I’m afraid I’ve caught your flu. My throat’s killing me. I think I need some warm milk and honey.”
HE (sleepily) “Oh, you poor girl, go fix it.”
She gets out of bed, puts on her bathrobe and slippers, and trudges off to the kitchen.
RetroFlash / 100 Words
– Dana Susan Lehrman
Dana Susan LehrmanThis retired librarian loves big city bustle and cozy country weekends, friends and family, good books and theatre, movies and jazz, travel, tennis, Yankee baseball, and writing about life as she sees it on her blog World Thru Brown Eyes!
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Flu, Humor
This is a reflection of inequality between men and women of a certain age, even men we love.
You got it Laurie!
All way too true, Dana.
Thanx Tom, must confess I was the bathrobe trudger.
Great Retroflash!
Thanx Michael, welcome to Retrospect!
Sounds very familiar, Dana. We do pamper them, don’t we? Mine wants to do the right thing, but somehow, he doesn’t quite know how…must be something I’ve failed to do.
Sad but true Betsy, I think the next generation is doing it better!
I had the inappropriateness of such an attitude hammered into me at a relatively young age!
I should have hammered more!
I’m happy to say this is not my household! But all too common, I’m sure.
Yes I was pretty foolish that night, but all told he’s made up for it in other situations, and at least I got a Retro story out of it!
Oh, yeah, Dana, I get it. Wish it were different, but I agree that the next generation is a lot better. My niece’s fiance takes excellent care of her. I’m jealous!
Yes, the next generation does it better, my son cooks, whereas the only things my husband can make are scrambled eggs and guacamole!
Ouch! You paint the picture so clearly and succinctly, well done.
Thanx Khati!
Uh huh. Sometime my gender is so overtly lop-sided as to make me blush with embarrassment. But still I subscribe.
Yep!
Unfortunately, it happens to often. One partner is the taker, the other is the giver. Let’s hope other actions make up for the deficit.
Yep!
I was hoping this was merely a “theater piece,” representing a certain habit of (gendered) mind, a certain previous generation. But oops, I’ve read the comments and stand here, chastened.
Well, good theater piece anyway.
Thanx Dale!