Yaaaaaaaaaaawn
I'm as tired as the curtains in a second-rate hotel. Poooooooped.
I was going to blog a proper blog (loads to blog about today). But I'm cream crackered, so I'm off to lie horizontal in a dark room with a nice snuggly duvet.
Talking of which...
Darling Husband recorded me on his phone last night...sleeping. In sound and vision. Snoring. Like a piggy-wig. For a full 3 minutes. He even did close-ups of my nose.
I am devastated. The full extent of my home-snoring habit was made truly clear to me (retreat snoring is a different matter). And (even worse) it became quite apparent that I, in fact, don't look like the Princess of lying-on-a-pea fame when I'm asleep.
In fact, oh horror...
I look like my MOTHER!!!!
Good grief.
2 comments:
Nooooooo! I can totally sympathise as Lee did this too me a few years ago - but on the video camera. He now delights at playing it to anyone and everyone who will sit still for two mintues - like the man who comes to service the gas fire, poor chap.
Snorers of the world - together we stand!! (or should that be sleep?!)
Oh No!!! I would be livid if my DH did that to me, it would be so not funny.
However, can I have Danny's number please, just thinking how funny it would be to have to played at the next retreat.
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