I'll have to try this when the men in my house aggravate me!
I could have told you that you were special.
I forgot to mention in my thread, Mark fell down the stairs the other morning. He got up to take Cookie out (you'll remember she got into chocolate on Christmas and she had to go out several times during the night/morning). Well Mark got to the last of the three stairs and his heel caught or something and he tumbled down the rest and kicked the dog in the process. I heard the garage open so I knew that he was okay...or at least he got up and was able to get outside with the dog; Markie was sleeping on the sofa in the family room (he refuses to sleep in his room because that's where grandpa slept the last time he was at our house for any length of time) and he peeked and saw that his dad was not limping so he assumed he was okay and went back to sleep; Andy never heard it. Let's just say that Mark couldn't believe that not one of us got up to be sure he was okay. I felt bad at the time and then thought it was kind of funny. His big toe hurts and his butt!