Warm (wet) fuzzies
Oct. 12th, 2006 01:57 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
growler_southLast night was all set to be a dull, early-to-bed, let's just get today over and done with kind of a night, but it was comprehensively saved by a simple phone call from a happy, if somewhat sleepy, wee irishman. It sounded like Fish had swallowed a small chainsaw, and as anyone who snores knows, he who sleeps first sleeps soundest.
We chatted happily about food and wine and hotels and silly food hygiene laws and building codes and christmas and holidays and handsome bikers who draw like demons. All of which makes me warm and fuzzy inside. Lovely.
Eventually Robbie started to yawn, and trundled off to bed and warm cuddles. I had a long, hot shower and crawled into bed myself, dozed off and had salacious dreams which may have involved a certain handsome biker. And some laundry for me to do this morning. I do like it when my subconscious goes out of its way to make me feel good (if a little sticky).
We chatted happily about food and wine and hotels and silly food hygiene laws and building codes and christmas and holidays and handsome bikers who draw like demons. All of which makes me warm and fuzzy inside. Lovely.
Eventually Robbie started to yawn, and trundled off to bed and warm cuddles. I had a long, hot shower and crawled into bed myself, dozed off and had salacious dreams which may have involved a certain handsome biker. And some laundry for me to do this morning. I do like it when my subconscious goes out of its way to make me feel good (if a little sticky).
