If I’m gonna . . .
fail to make my bed because it’s Saturday and that somehow seems to justify laziness . . .
I probably shouldn’t . . . .
fall asleep while reading, using all of the wadded up blanket for warmth.
Especially if . . . .
it’s now fall and the nights are getting cool.
And extra especially if . . . .
I haven’t yet told hubby about the fabulous new place I found to store all of our blankets.
Oops.
I woke up in the middle of the night last night to realize that I had all of the blanket, and hubby was curled up and shivering. Poor guy didn’t have a clue where I’ve decided to store our blankets.
I mean, he could probably go search my blog to figure it out . . .
why make that bed? I like my covers "wadded" up. lol
LOL. I've wrestled the blanket away from my sleeping husband many times. Obviously your husband is nicer than I am.
I made a recipe (peanut butter popcorn) that I had blogged about. I then went back and blogged that I had made it. A few days later my guy (who wasn't there to eat any but saw the remains), refers to the caramel popcorn I had made. He sooo does not read my blog.