Which is kind of a strange thing to say because I didn’t get much sleep last night and when I did sleep, I had weird dreams**; the baby was up a lot again. And then we got up first thing this morning and went to the new house to paint. And we painted. All day. There were times when I had a paintbrush in my hand and a baby on my hip. It was the only way to get anything done! So I was pretty exhausted when we got home tonight. And then the baby kind of fought going to sleep. But to my surprise, when I came out of her room, Josh had run me a hot bubble bath! He set me in there with a book and a glass of wine and then halfway through, brought me strawberries with dip! And a towel he’d warmed in the dryer. It was perfect and wonderful and unexpected and exactly what I needed. He said that I need to be pampered sometimes and this was one of those times. Did I mention that I love this guy? So yeah, I had a good day.
**I wanted to mention my dream- I dreamt that aliens invaded Earth. They were the size of cigarettes and fit into a cigarette box. They were mean and scary. But never fear, Josh and I discovered that spraying Reddi-Whip (whipped cream in a pressurized can for those of you that don’t know) in their mouths caused them to shrivel up in themselves and implode. I must be craving some nicotine because part of the dream included all the cigarette and alcohol shops being closed because of the alien invasion. And in our mercy, we left one of them alive and he later became our mailman. How an alien the size of a cigarette can carry the mail is beyond me, but there you have it. Anyone want to take a stab at analyzing that one? *snort*