My hair looks like several woodland creatures are nesting in it AND, there was no time for my strawberry Pop-Tart.
Unrelated picture.
3.02.2010
Morning.
Our morning routine is timed perfectly down to the second. Its success is contingent upon Zach's alarm; this morning Zach's alarm did not go off. This resulted in us waking up and instantly realizing in a panic that we were way too rested. Then Zach jumping out of bed and cursing, frantically brushing his teeth, buttoning his shirt, and putting his shoes on all at the same time while I groggily sat up in bed, squinty-eyed and fetus-faced asking in my raspy morning voice, "What tiiime....is it?"
My hair looks like several woodland creatures are nesting in it AND, there was no time for my strawberry Pop-Tart.
Unrelated picture.
My hair looks like several woodland creatures are nesting in it AND, there was no time for my strawberry Pop-Tart.
Unrelated picture.
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4 comments:
lololol to 'fetus-faced'--how late were you to work??
Next time I want a related picture.
lol to your perfectly timed morning...and that pic is very cute...
My morning consists of Tim snoring through my alarm going off at 4:30am
Lol, "what time is it?"
And Chris, I can tell you with quite certainty that Erica was not late for work because she gives herself a 4 hour time cushion.
Something must've been in the AZ air yesterday because my alarm didn't go off either.
But then I had the dreaded/so trippy experience of dreaming I was following my morning routine to a T... I could feel myself buttoning up my pants, and could taste the toothpaste. And it smelled much better than my morning breath, let me tell you.
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