Tuesday, December 28, 2010

Poo biscuits

I am pitiful. I am still up, still down. The boys keep moving around - bathroom/whatever. But every time I hear a door open my heart jumps. I stupidly for a second think/wish it is Rob. I have these hopeful thoughts wishing for him to come downstairs & say "sorry babe, for getting pissed about something so stupid, please come to bed, I can't sleep without you." Oh well, just putting my wish out to the universe, maybe God will grant it. Of course, maybe pigs might fly out of my but too.
1 am & all is not well...

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