Sunday, June 5, 2011

I've Fallen and Can't Get Up...

 
Yep! At 5:38am this morning I was lying so comfortably behind my husband. The cabin was quiet with the sun just starting to peep through the window shades.
I gave my love a light squeeze and rolled to my back..then to my left side.
I kept on rolling until the nice hard wood floor stopped my fall!
Yes, Kids...
I'm 45 years old
and
I.FELL.OFF.THE.BED

I'm laying there in the floor, Rich raises up and says
"Honey? What are you doing down there?"
I've fallen and I can't get up!
(I wish I'd said that..but at the time I couldn't stop laughing)

Instead I replied....
"Hell, I'm awake now"!

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