Um yeah. So we went to dinner at 1300 Fillmore with 6 of our friends and my huz fell asleep at the table. I guess our conversation wasn't stimulating enough :)
Good question. I am just your average run-of-the-mill Jane who happens to have a case of insomnia and a husband who doesn't. In the early hours of the morning, I can often be found messing around on my computer, prowling the house for tasty snacks, writing silly letters to corporate America, but more often than not, devising what silly things I can do to my narcoleptic husband while he is sleeping.
I do a silly thing, I snap a picture of it with my phone and post it on this blog for the 7 people (or less) that actually check this blog to enjoy.
