Comatose

We have been really tired lately. Like ridiculously, can't drag us out of bed. Both of us. It's very unusual. This is not normal for us. So last night we watched a movie after dinner, on the couch. The last i remember was laying my head on his lap. I woke up at 2a.m. with the t-shirt i had on from the evening and my pajama pants. I have been sleeping in the nude lately due to the hot weather we have been having and no a/c. I immediately realized ummm i don't have my retainer in and i am fully clothed. Then i realize...hummmm...i don't remember getting in bed last night. Then...i look over and JL is laying next to me, dead asleep, snoring like a grandpa with his hands on his bare crotch. Sight to see. Or not. I get up and go to the bathroom, sort of confused. I get back in bed and try and wake him up. Gently shaking him then whispering in his ear...then shaking him harder. I mean how do you wake someone up nicely when they are dead like a donkey? So i begin to turn up the volume of my voice and finally he comes to. Or so i thought. He responds. Then i say how did i get in bed last night....? No answer. Nothing. Then i just say the hell with it...and roll over and shut my eyes. All the sudden, out of nowhere, he loudly replies...."your credit rating is high!" Oh great...so now we are talking in our sleep, are we? So i try to go along with it but i get nothing else out of him.

This morning he tells me that last night i was out cold last night. He got up and off the couch and and placed my head back down, didn't budge. Took buddy outside and slammed the door...nothing from me. Got ready for bed, etc. etc. and finally decided he was just going to carry me to bed. He said that when i opened my eyes as he was tucking me in i said...'thank you daddy.' (that is our romeo language. we call eachother mommy and daddy.)

I got out of the shower this morning and walked into my room....the bed was fully made....and romeo had been fed. I have the best boyfriend...EVER.

we will be sleeping in until noon tomorrow. TGIF