Propping My Eyelids Open With Toothpicks
I know that's how the saying goes, but that's gotta hurt.
Drove back to Minneapolis today. Tied my quickest trip at 10.5 hours. I think the new route I tried saves me more time on the eastbound trip than on the westbound trip and I won't bore you with those details. I'm all proud of myself for not attracting the attention of the three different cops I saw in Wisconsin.
I'm pooped.
I missed my bed. I always miss my bed dearly when I'm away from it. I love you, bed.
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Welcome back ! I missed you. ; )
I hear ya on the bed thing. Last night was my first night back in mine, and lemme tell ya, it felt damn good.
I just stopped by to say Happy New Year. I always enjoy your blog. You are beautiful.
About arfing time you get home.
When we going out for dinner and drinks again?!?!?