I've been so sick lately. Stuffed up sinuses, ears plugged up so bad I can hardly hear, and then PMS on top of all that. It's been frustrating and miserable. So the other day, Mark hands me this little box. He's got this big grin on his face, and he's trying to act all mysterious. Problem is, I know him too well, and I can tell he's building up to some kind of joke.
He opens the box, and nope, it's not jewelry!