Caffeine Hangover

Whoa. Caffeine hangover. Last night at work was rough. I downed copious amounts of terrible-for-you-caffeine beverages just to make it through. Not only was I already making plenty of bad desicions as to what I was drinking, my employees thought it was hysterical how hyper I was and kept buying me drinks knowing I would only turn them down because "Really, I have had enough" they would just set them on the counter, grin, and walk away... I caved every time!
Must. Drink. Water.
So. Dehydrated.

Anyway, we haven't been spending nearly enough time together lately. I missed you. Clearly you mean something to me since I set my alarm for 7:07 am knowing I was going to have a massive caffeine hangover. I actually mustered the energy to get up. So, believe me, you. are. important. I like sleep. Therefore You>sleep (sometimes).

I just put the contents of the next blog post in the freezer. Hopin' for the best here. When I get up early to make something for you it's either the best thing ever OR I just end up with a bunch of dirty dishes and a mango stained nightshirt. Lets hope it was the first. Here's a little peek to keep you interested. FYI, I don't recommend this method if you're a young lady trying to keep a boy interested. It will not end well. I've watched this go down. No sneak-peeks please and thank you.
So, after my alarm made me want to thrown my phone across the room and break something (kind of like the Limp Bizket song (don't judge me, jerks!)) I laid there for a moment and looked at my cute husband next to me. I think he's beautiful when he sleeps. He's one of those lucky people in this world that sleep without making a noise NOT EVEN A SOUND. How do people do that?! I am infinitely jealous of this talent. I snore a little. At least, I hope it's actually just a little. I do have nice friends that know I'm self-conscious about it so they probably do me a huge favor and downplay it. Seriously, I hate it. HATE it. So, maybe that's why I think my husband is beautiful when he sleeps. That or it's because he's not talking. There there now, sweetie, don't talk... just sleep... you're more beautiful that way.

TIme to clean up the mango mess and make some oatmeal and coffee. I'm going to need it.