The three hundred and twenty-third thing I love about us is staying up very, very late talking until you're so sleepy you can't stop yawning, and you obviously need to go to bed, but for some reason, you keep saying you're fine and you're not ready to turn in yet.
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Happy Birthday Again!
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Are you talking about the other night when you-know-who was out of town and everybody else went to bed as soon as the movie we watched was done?
ReplyDeleteI wondered why I woke up on the couch all nice and tucked in under that blanket!