...a little while Darth Vader came to my bed. It's true. I jumped up in mortal terror and turned the light on and saw... Then I fumbled for my glasses and saw it was only Steve and his stupid C-PAP making the scary noise. I smacked him and told him to fix his mask cuz it was scaring me.
And then I couldn't go back to sleep cuz I'm all pumped up with adrenaline.
Sigh.
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
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Poor Steve.
ReplyDeleteI am reading those silly Twilight books, now at every turn I expect to see a vampire.
Oh just wait until you expect your husband to be "Edward" ... it's seriously a two month recovery time! Good luck with that!
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