the hubs loves, loves napping in his recliner, but it's something he doesn't often get to do. he got a heated blanket for christmas to take his napping enjoyment up a level. he did get a cozy heated nap in on christmas day, but had to work yesterday.
so, at some point last night (after he'd already taken care of his marital duties) he announced he was going to camp out. huh? yeah, he was going to sleep in his heated nest for the night. though i don't like sleeping w/out him i'd already gotten mine and was pretty tired so we went our separate ways.
at some point he ended up in bed w/ me and this morning i got the back story. once we he got up in the middle of the night jasper, the hellion kittie, claimed the recliner. it should be noted that both cats are blanket whores and love cuddling up w/ anyone who's using one, but they are especially enamored of this heated blanket. so the hubs picked jasper up and tucked him back in the recliner w/ him, only to have jasper attack his feet minutes later. repeatedly. the hubs got up, moved to the couch and then jasper settled into the recliner to sleep. the hubs tried again, only to be attacked once more. that's when he came to bed and jasper won the recliner. ha.
i have mentioned before that we've never had a baby sitter. the only people who've watched my kids are my bro/sil and, begrudgingly my parents. despite my lack of respect for my folks' parenting skills sometimes you just need a night out and what harm can they do in one night right? so last night i had a dream that the hubs and i were getting ready to go out on a date. the kids were younger, the girl was about 5 and the boy 2. i went in to their room, impatient for the baby sitter to arrive, so i started cleaning bird poop off their window ledge (uh, we had watched mike rowe, dirty jobs, last night and that was one of his jobs) when here comes mary poppins, floating up to their window w/ her umbrella. i was all like, where have you been you're late? and then she came in and i woke up. weird huh?