On how Last Night Sucked ASS.
Steve went to spend a guys night with Tim, left around 6:30. That was fine because I'd gone to see Jess the night before. Fair's fair. Anyway, Steve left and Xander insisted on a second bath today, fine since the first one was a perfunctory five minute bath of "Oh my GOD how did you get muffin there?". After we were out of the tub we watched Bridge to Tarebithia. Okay, that movie is NOT what it advertised. I bawled like a little baby. Xander tut-tutted and gave me hugs, all the while giving me the weird eye. We put together the same monster puzzle for about an hour and then it was time for bed. We brushed our teeth and hopped in bed. He brought in his Twinkle Twinkle Little star book, so I sang while he read along. After we'd read/sung the book about ten times he put his little hand on my mouth and told me to stop. So I slunk down to the edge of the bed and slid off while he situated himself for sleeping. After a few minutes I snuck out the door and that was the last of that!
I watched a bit of a movie, but I rarely watch movies when I'm alone. I'm a reader, so I headed to bed and read for a while. Around 2ish I was awakened by SOMEONE IN MY ROOM. Holy shit, the panic, the did I lock the doors, the where the hell is my baby! Then I recognized the person. Steve. OHHHHHHHHHHHH NOES! I laid in to him, threw his pillow and blanket at him and told him to go sleep on the couch.
It was too late. I was awake. I'd been woken up and put through the ringer in all of about .5 seconds and sleep wouldn't come. At 4 I got up for some milk, thinking it might help. Thinking back, I should have had a banana. Steve came in and appologized. I explained why it is NOT okay to sneak into the house when I'm not expecting him. HE appologized again, and we went back to bed. Not that I got much sleep. I think I finally fell asleep about 6:30-7, and had to get up at 9 so that Steve could sleep before his interview today.
I watched a bit of a movie, but I rarely watch movies when I'm alone. I'm a reader, so I headed to bed and read for a while. Around 2ish I was awakened by SOMEONE IN MY ROOM. Holy shit, the panic, the did I lock the doors, the where the hell is my baby! Then I recognized the person. Steve. OHHHHHHHHHHHH NOES! I laid in to him, threw his pillow and blanket at him and told him to go sleep on the couch.
It was too late. I was awake. I'd been woken up and put through the ringer in all of about .5 seconds and sleep wouldn't come. At 4 I got up for some milk, thinking it might help. Thinking back, I should have had a banana. Steve came in and appologized. I explained why it is NOT okay to sneak into the house when I'm not expecting him. HE appologized again, and we went back to bed. Not that I got much sleep. I think I finally fell asleep about 6:30-7, and had to get up at 9 so that Steve could sleep before his interview today.