Squeezing One More In

My final post of 2010.  It was a great year.  It was a hard year.  And it's almost over.

Fare thee well, 2010.  Don't let the door bang your heiny on the way out.

I don't have much to say.  Hubbykins, the Pea and I literally stumbled through the door after our epic cross-country holiday road trip just a few hours ago.  Somewhere around West Memphis, the Pea started making this pathetic whimpering sound.  But he's in his own bed now.  And I get to sleep in my own bed tonight.  And everything is better in your own bed.

I decided against doing a full blown "Christmas:  The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly" post this year.  It was mostly good...went to see Hubbykin's family in Atlanta.  They had their first white Christmas in something like 390 years.  Okay, not really that long, but it was the 1800's.  We went to the Georgia Aquarium (fun!), played with cousins (fun!), ate out a lot with Hubbykins so his family could have time alone with the Pea (fun!).  I had a near miss with a stomach bug on the way out (not fun!) and Hubbykins and I had to nix a trip to Asheville to see the Biltmore because of the crazy, crazy snow they had (sad.)

Oh, and both sets of our parents are probably convinced that Hubbykins and I are on the rocks because after six years of marriage, we finally put our collective feet down and refused to sleep on a full-sized guest bed together.  Hubbykins slept on the couch or the floor for 10 days straight.  What can I say?  A King-sized bed has spoiled me for life.

But, yeah, everything is better in your own bed. 

1 comment:

  1. Rick and I have the same problem - We do not sleep on full beds - frankly queens are sketch, but we will make due.