Marriage is a great laugh!

Thank you all for the well wishes on my tooth! I did get so miserable yesterday that I think Branden was ready to throttle me by dinner! I was really afraid that I was actually starting to get a cold but this morning when I woke up, my tooth was better and I felt fine! My relief finally came last night from chewing a big piece of gum for about 3 hours...they really should make teething rings for adults.

So yes, I am very happy that all is well today but probably not as happy as Branden is. That man really puts up with a lot but even after all that horrid grumpiness from me yesterday, he still sent me a message as soon as he left for work this morning, telling me how much he wished he could have just stayed home and snuggled me all day. (insert giant "AWWWWW" here) He's basically having a 'normal' day today where he's gone from 8:30am-5:15pm but it's still not normal for us and I'm like an excitable Jack Russell Terrier when he gets home. I don't know how we'll manage when he graduates and gets a steady full time job! We could probably kill a tree with all of our sap but I can't get over how blessed I am!

Now that I have built up my wonderful husband, it's time to share some funny moments over the past week! On Saturday, he had to get up early to go to work. The alarm is on my side of the bed so when it went off at 7:05am, I did the usually routine of hitting the snooze button, rolling over to face Branden, and telling him that I hit the snooze. This time, when I told him that I had hit the snooze, he responded with, "But it's ok for little boys to play fight because that's just what they do!". I figured he was a bit groggy so I just cuddle up to him and tried to sleep for 5 minutes until the alarm went off again. Later in the day, I got a chance to ask him about it. He said that he had been dreaming that we were having an intelligent conversation about childhood psychology...does he forget who he's married to??

Then on Monday night, we both had been sleeping horribly, and I woke up at 5am. 5am is what I like to call 'the magic hour' because if I wake up at anytime during the 5:00 hour, I will be awake until 6 hits. Also, on the flip side, if I am trying to stay up all night, I can do fine until 5am hits and then I will crash. So I had been awake for about 30 minutes when Branden woke up, jumped a bit, and then went to the bathroom and was in there for a bit. He came out, crawled into bed and told me that something had bit him so he reached down and grabbed something round and squishy which he threw out of bed. I had a minor panic attack and asked if it was a spider? He said that he thought it was a tick... I just started giggling. Wild bed ticks aren't something I had ever heard of but Branden was certain it was a tick. (we had been talking about ticks before bed). He went back to sleep and by 6am, I finally did too...until at about 7am, he started freaking out in his sleep. I woke him up and he muttered something about scorpions pinching him and then he fell back asleep. Well, as if wild bed ticks weren't bad enough! Now I've got to worry about Irish scorpions! Later, when Branden was awake and coherent, he figured that he just was poked by a crumb in bed and then grabbed a lint ball...so much for tick bites!

We of course have been laughing about all of this over the past few days. Usually I'm the one being silly so it's nice when Branden decides to take some of the job!