So, tonight I treated myself to some wine.
I figured it would help me fall asleep after a stressful day.
I went to bed around midnight and fell asleep.
Hubby had fallen asleep around 10:15 in the family room.
Apparently around 1ish he decided to join me in the bedroom.
He actually made it into the bed without waking me, but before you give him a thumbs up, hear what happens next.
So, I am happily sleeping and the next thing I know... BAM!
Hubby swats me with one of his giganto sized ham-hocks of a hand! I go 'WHAT THE...' as he grabs the pillow I was using to elevate my sore, swollen left hand/wrist, murmurs 'Ooops, sorry.' and rolls over!
So, now he is sleeping the sleep of angels, and I am wide awake with a sore cheek, sore wrist/hand and everything at this point, lots of adrenaline (thanks to being woken up by a freakin' ham hock to the face) and NO BUZZ.
Yeah. Just great. I am so going to make him pay tomorrow.