My life is pretty boring.
And I'm generally just fine with that.
That being said, Rhett and I are weird people.
And without further ado, here's my morning story.
I was doing my normal morning thing, laying in bed, with the news blaring in the background, catching up on the internet that hasn't changed much from 8 hours ago.
Rhett was getting ready, and comes over to give me a goodbye kiss. Well, I added in a friendly tush tap, which happened to be on the cheek with his wallet.
I then proceeded to start singing, "He works hard for the money....so hard honey honey."
Nothing like a tush tap, and sleep deprivation to inspire a sing-a-long.
(Sorry for wasting a few minutes of your life, I hope to crank out a real post soon!).