This weekend I did NOTHING. I slept in late and enjoyed my thick, soft, comforting blankets wrapped around my body on a warm, Sunday morning!
I had nothing to do. NOT A DARN THING! Not only did I have those warm blankets wrapped around me but I also had the warmth of Mikes body. That to me, is THE MOST WONDERFUL way to wake up on a Sunday morning. He was sleeping and softly snoring. I love his soft snores. They comfort me.
So. I woke up and drove to Dunkin Donuts. I ordered a hot cup of coffee with skimmed milk. I came home, plopped on my couch and tuned into t.v.
He woke up. He laid on the couch and I squeezed, cuddled and snored with him for another few hours.
I had to go to the Drugstore to get sinus spray, tablets and Tylenol to treat my allergies. He offered to go but I was restless.
Once I got back home I snuggled again and then gained enough strength to make some semi-ok stuffed green peppers.
After chowing down I snuggled again. Zzzzzzzzzzzzzz
Mike had to catch the train to his apartment in the city. I drove him and said my good-byes.
I hate goodbyes.
They don't feel right.
They aren't right.
Especially after a day of Sunday Snuggles.