Dudes, I am so tired.
My crazy month of overtime wasn't supposed to start until this weekend, but I've already had to stay late several times this week and last. I can't imagine a month of this. Ugh.
I'm just checking in before I go to sleep. It's been a while since I've talked about my BH's adorable sleep-talking, so here's a new installment. He's passed out next to me on the couch, and roused himself for a second to say, "You're cute." When I asked for clarification (to determine if he was really awake) he said "mustard saaaaauce."
So.
I'm cute like mustard sauce. Good to know. As an enthusiastic home cook, I think I'm actually a bit pleased by this.
Morty is also talking in his sleep, passed out on my BH's legs, but I can't tell you what he's saying. It sounds like a bulldog muttering loudly with his lips closed. Basically. You know the sound?
I just made a killer pizza with homemade dough, and a kick-ass banana bread that I spiked with pumpkin. Probably the best banana bread I've made, ever.
And.... That's all I've got.
Off to dream land, bloggy folks.
Love,
Mustard
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*sending you heaps of survive-the-hellish-month-of-work vibes*
I second what Marie-Adèle said.
That is funny what BH said in his sleep and Morty too!
Selena growls, barks and twitches when she's in REM and its beyond adorable!:)
I can't believe you still have the energy to cook and bake. But at least you're well fortified for the weeks ahead. May the force be with you!
Hi Stella!
I have to apologize because I only just found your comment on my blog. I'm still getting used to all of this, and it was waiting to be moderated...and I didn't even realize it was there. Thanks for stopping by, and have a good sleep!
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