I firmly believe in having a solid night's sleep on Sunday. Too many times I have tossed and turned thinking about what the week has in store for me, or to do lists that I can do nothing about at 11:55 on Sunday night. Due to this I don't mess around on Sunday nights, I take meds that knock me out. What can I say, better living through modern chemistry!
So last night was no different, around 8:30 I took Mommy's little helpers as I like to call it. Around 9:30 I asked my hubby if he would like me to rub his back before I pass the f--- out. He tried to act surprised and appalled by use of colorful language....then he started dying laughing and said, "you have such a pretty mouth."
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