Last night I was cuddled nicely up in bed. I was half-asleep in that state where you're kind of awake, but not really.
Just as I was drifiting off our bedroom blind flew off the window and landed on the floor.
CRASH.
It scared me half to death.
Thank goodness Phat Daddy was home.
I screamed his name. No response. I screamed it again. No response.
So I got out of bed, stomped over to our bedroom door en route to get Phat Daddy. As I swung the door open there he was. Standing in the doorway. About to open the door.
I was not expecting that and he scared me half to death.
I did the only rational thing in my half-asleep state I screamed and slammed the door in his face.
I'm seriously jumpy these days.
Once I realized it was my beloved husband behind the door (not the boogeyman who knocked the blind down) we both started laughing.
He fixed the blind.
I went back to bed.
Heart attack over.
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that would have been us, except my wife would have then yelled at me for being in the doorway and scaring her
I would have done exactly the same thing - except I might have punched my hubby for good measure!
It's the pregnancy.... I was SO jumpy in both my pregnancies!!! (I think it's hilarious that you call him Phat Daddy!!!!) ;)
I'm a VERY jumpy person, so I can only imagine what that would have done to me.
Oh that was cute! I would have been freaked too. I was half expecting you to say that you SLAPPED Phat Daddy in the face.
BTW, how does hubs like being called Phat Daddy LOL!
Love your new blog. Just popping in, been changing e:mails and missed your update. Hope all is going well with your little guy and with Miss Baby.
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