The Sleepy Hubby
Awww...good morning, Honey!
Ok, inaccurate. Redo:
Awwww..good mid afternoon, Honey!!!!
Adam arrived at the field after a 10-hour bus ride at 9:30 AM yesterday (yay, he's back!!!!!). By 10AM, the two of us were passed out - fast asleep. And when we finally woke up, 3:30 PM was staring at us in the face. To answer your question, no, we felt not one single pang of guilt. He was tired. I was tired. And we both needed some sleep.
Yesterday, I felt totally comfortable blaming our late rising on the cruddy schedule of minor league baseball. I don't think I can put this one on MiLB though. Darnit. I can only blame myself. How does a good wife not have a pizza cutter? Baaaaad Kendall! And yes, Adam ate the pizza in halves.
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