Get it? Get it? The play on words there, long instead of wrong. Yup, pretty witty when I’m this tired.
*DISCLAIMER! This post is a little mushy and romantical.
Yesterday evening was really nice. Brady was home at a decent time, we had leftover stew for supper, it was all-around successful and delicious. Once Dekker was in bed, we ran a bath as usual, and watched some “Community,” specifically that episode about chicken fingers. In the episode, the study group is talking about how all the chicken fingers in the cafeteria are gone by the time they get in the lunch line. Chicken fingers are the only good thing in the cafeteria. They decide to get one member of their group on the inside as the new chicken fry guy, to ensure they all get chicken fingers for lunch. Anyway, I won’t give away the ending but they all learn a valuable lesson. Lesson aside, I began to want, no, need chicken strips while we watched. When it was obvious that the urge wasn’t going away, we gave up on the bath and preheated the oven.
Two chicken fingers later, I was so happy. But still hungry. I had another little snack but couldn’t shake it. Sooo hungry! I know the idea is to drink water when you’re hungry at silly times (like 11:00 pm) but chugging a glass of water before bed is not my friend. Not since having a baby. I’m sure lots of people can relate to this. I tried to just get over my hunger. It is not as though I didn’t eat enough in the day, I was just awake late and my body was calling for a second supper. Instead, I just woke up more. Brady rubbed my back for a while, which always makes me a bit more comfy and sleepy. However, then he decided to rock my world by informing me that Mark Wahlberg is Marky Mark!!! To those who already knew this and think I’m ridiculous because I didn’t, shut up. We watched “Good Vibrations” on youtube and had a good laugh 🙂 A bit risque for ’91 if you ask me, but it was funny! Needless to say, this did not help me get tired. I woke right up and was back at square one, with my husband fading beside me.
A big virtual hug for Brady who stayed up with me until after 1:00am. I lay in bed quietly, trying to just let my body rest, until about 2:00. I finally buckled and left to go to the living room to find a way to zone out besides just laying in my bed sulking. I lasted until about 3:30 before I was freezing and went back to bed.
When I entered our room, Brady shifted a little but stayed asleep. When I crawled into bed, I could tell where he had been laying because it was sooo warm right beside where he was now resting. I couldn’t resist, and I tried to be as “in that spot” as I could be without crowding him or anything. You know how in movies, couples always sleep while spooning? I don’t know anyone who actually does that. We don’t need to be worlds apart by any means, but we are usually turned away from each other during the night. Hahaha, just in case you wanted to know how we sleep! Geez, too much info you think? If you wanna know who sleeps on which side, just ask, haha!
Ok, anyway!!… I tried to move into the warm spot and my foot bumped his leg. I wasn’t even there for a second before I heard “Oh my goodness, you’re freezing!!!” Literally, I woke him up from that deep of a sleep with the touch of my toes. He immediately turned around and wrapped me all up, with his feet around my feet and his arms around me, trying to warm me up. Aaand he promptly fell asleep. Bahaha! It took everything in me to not laugh out loud. I was completely bear hugged, and now there was literally a nose touching my nose, snoring away. I loved it. I was finally warming up, which was a bonus, but I love how we could sleep wrapped up like that. It is quirky, like we are. I was dozing in and out finally when we both shifted apart about a half hour later.
I woke up around 9 this morning, Not tons of sleep but I’ve definitely done worse. Then I had a friend over for coffee and cookies for breakfast. Really needed the coffee today, haha! I will now spend the rest of the day making my oh-so-delicious honey chicken, and packing for a weekend away with family.
My long, quirky night turned into a pretty nice day so far. I’m a happy camper.
how sweet and lovely!