Saturday, November 27, 2010

Feeling a Little Punchy


While many of you are gorging on leftover pie, and wondering why your pants all have spontaneously shrunk, I've been at work. Saturday was supposed to be the day that I could sleep late, before heading in to work.

But the universe had other plans for my slumbers.

Sometime in the middle of the night, Robb punched me in the face. I woke up to the sensation of a fist slamming into my nose. When I protested, Robb informed me that he had been fluffing his pillow.

He had no memory of this in the morning.


Anonymous said...

how unfortunate:s

hope you feeling better soon!

. . . Lisa and Robb . . . said...

I'm fine.

But I was worried that I'd wake up to two black eyes.

Anonymous said...

HA! I did this once to Gary! I had no idea it happened and looked at him the next day when he told me about it like he was a crazy person!


Anonymous said...

Isn't it nice that Robb equates you with his beloved, soft, fluffy pillow?!


Christine said...

Oh, that was cayenne in your coffee? Hmmm, that's weird- I thought it was sugar.


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