Guys like trashy TV too, they just don't admit it

Since Greg and I caught a nasty stomach bug that started on Saturday night and lasted well into Monday afternoon, we spent the entire Valentine's Day in bed together.  But not in a sappy, romantic way.  We were fighting over the covers, shoving each other out of the way in a race to the toilet & screaming, "ROLL OVER!" when the other was snoring in our face.  Ahhh, romance.  Luckily, neither of the kids came down with anything and mom & dad graciously kept them overnight for us Sunday and took them to the babysitter's Monday morning.  Greg and I literally slept for 2 days only waking up to 1) go to the bathroom or 2) take more medicine. 

By yesterday afternoon, I was feeling much better and it was a good thing because somebody had to drive baby Greg to his doctor's appointment.  3 prescriptions later, he still feels pretty bad and decided to stay home again today.  After I dropped the kids off at the babysitter's house this morning, I decided to stop back by our house to check on him.  (See what a wonderful wife I am?  I was even going to make him some hot tea if he wanted.)  Rather than finding my sweet husband nestled in the blankets resting peacefully, I find him wide awake watching ::gasp:: my TiVoed Keeping Up with the Kardashians from last night!  That I haven't even watched yet!  As he desperately tries to make up excuses (he "claims" he saw a preview for it and "thought" it looked funny because one of the guys was getting in fights all night.  Ahem.  I'm pretty sure they only show the previews for that show on E! and who is their target demographic?  Women in their 20-30s.  Oh and gay men.)  I am laughing my patonkiss off because he is literally the last person on the face of the earth that I would have suspected to be caught watching that show!  He was so busted.  I just wish that I'd known all along that he is a closet trashy TV watcher.  We could have spent a little more time watching Project Runway and a little less Myth Busters.