To get Chef back for sleeping on the couch, i.e. kicking me off the couch while he slept, I painted his toenails. Several times.
To get me back for painting his toenails while he slept, Chef applied a temporary pirate tattoo to my right cheek while I slept. The pirate was wearing a jaunty hat and had a green parrot on its shoulder.
To get Chef back for putting a pirate on my face while I slept, I sprinkled his side of the bed with a fine, sparkly glitter. He woke up looking like a disco ball. I called him Barry Gibb all day.
Now I can’t sleep.
I think the take home message is that you both need to lay off the Long Island Iced Ambiens before you go to sleep.
Oh man that’s just hilarious.
Auguste — we’re both very, very heavy sleepers.
Wonderful. Absolutely perfect. Thank you for sharing. :)
UPDATE- Lauren is going to be quite displeased when she wakes up in the morning.
There aren’t words enough to express just how awesome this entry is.
this made my day.
Yall are just so cute!