Last week we woke up and Paul was complaining that his eye was sore because I accidentally elbowed him in the middle of the night. First of all, anyone who has seen me lately knows I am obviously not in control of almost any part of my body. Secondly, night is a very dark time for me. (Name the movie?) It's nearly impossible for me to get comfortable so I toss and turn and reposition pillows and move around a lot. Sure enough, I turn on the light and I have indeed inflicted some damage:
Despite the accidental nature of the incident, I still felt so awful!! It looked terrible and was obviously painful. Then later that morning Paul FINALLY admits that I didn't do it!!! He got it at his soccer game the night before!! That aint right.
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Hubs. [sigh]
I'm sure you'll find a way to get him back (real elbow to the other eye?!?).
Dear Paul,
I like you ever more now.
I was going to suggest a matching one for revenge, but it looks like I was beaten to it. Probably singing in the choir will be payback enough. Make sure to tell us when!
Ha! I love it. Good job Paul!
That's great! I don't know why that made me think of this but when Jon and I were first married I had an aweful habit of talking in my sleep and one night he was talking to me as if he was someone else and I guess I thought he was, 'cause when he tried to "cuddle" with me afterwards I freaked out and about threw him out of bed...11 years later and he is still alive! LOL.
Haha that is really funny. I can totally imagine Paul playing that type of trick!
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