No, not her. Just that dang brown pillow in the foreground. My lovely wife likes to pretend she's a baby bird and sleeps in a nest of pillows. All night long the nest presses up against me trying to smother me. Luckily I'm bigger and stronger so I just push back. It would be nice if we could cuddle all night but I suspect I would just be playing a supporting role. Literally.
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Thursday, November 3, 2011
365: My Nemesis
No, not her. Just that dang brown pillow in the foreground. My lovely wife likes to pretend she's a baby bird and sleeps in a nest of pillows. All night long the nest presses up against me trying to smother me. Luckily I'm bigger and stronger so I just push back. It would be nice if we could cuddle all night but I suspect I would just be playing a supporting role. Literally.
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