last week, i fell asleep after work, before Mr. REA came over.
so basically i went to bed at 8pm.
two nights in a row.
and silly me, i forgot to leave dinner out for My Man.
heaven forbid he look in the refrigerator.
or even think about eating leftovers.
so that's the short story about how Mr. REA ate cereal for dinner.
alone.
two nights in a row.
my poor baby.
-our drive to work the next day-
Mr. REA:
we didn't even get to talk last night...
Me:
but we can talk now.
Mr. REA:
i dont like to talk in the morning.
oh.
well then.
