I had to get up wicked early to go babysit for a friend of mine (and I still had the remnants of a headache from the day before, so it was another rough day to say the least, though it was delightful to finally meet my friend's baby, and she was very well behaved and never cried!). At the very end of the day, I found myself exhausted and on the couch watching delightful episodes of Frasier with my husband (while he was completing a crossword puzzle- fun fact about this puzzle, it comes in the weird free advertising paper we get every Thursday in our mailbox that I used to just immediately put in the recycling bin. Turns out there is a crossword puzzle in there that is simultaneously super hard and very lame with clues like "Soviet Socialist Republic" for the answer "SSR", but we've started to complete it each week anyway).
At one point, I decided it was probably time for me to head to bed so I turned off Hulu, but did not get off the couch. Instead I put my head in my husband's lap and cuddled with him for awhile. And it was the most delightful 10 minutes of my week. He was rubbing his hand on the small of my back, which was absolutely delightful, and we had fun hemming and hawing over the most difficult crossword clues. He had LOTS of borborygmus (stomach noises/gurgling) and I could hear ALL of it since my head was right next to his stomach. He blamed it on me making him enchiladas for dinner, which made me giggle. Then he called them "little farts inside of him" and I laughed and laughed and laughed. I said I should to go bed and he said he should go the bathroom, and I laughed and laughed and laughed some more. I laughed so much I was crying. That's how we both knew I was super exhausted and really should go to bed, but it really was a delightful end to a pretty rough few days.
With delight,
♥Jamie
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