We happened to be talking, last Saturday, about how I'm a rediculous sleeper and I move all over the bed at night and like to push Ben to the edge of the bed. I love to deny it, only because I'm not there to witness this. So the story goes...
Saturday night I woke up in the night becuase I felt something on my head... so in my groggy state I opened my eyes and realized it was Ben's arm. I came to my senses and realized exactly where I was...
My head was on his chest (which is weird in and of itself) and I was completely perpendicular with him. I've drawn a stick figure drawing just so you can understand how rediculous I am. I think the whole story makes more sense and is even funnier because of this drawing.
Perhaps this is only funny because I'm sick and hyped up on medicines... Hope you can find it just as funny as I do!
