Princess and my Frog

I love blogging on Saturdays. Sometimes I skip writing anything, and sometimes I post several times in one day. Well here I have been up for only a few minutes and I am writing away.

I have talked about my "princess" status with hubby. It is his pet name for me when he thinks I am spoiled. I wear it like a badge of honor. But somehow my badge or tiara must be tarnished because I'm not feeling the worshiping on my husbands part.

Well it all started when I woke up about 5:15 this morning. I know. It is Saturday, but some princesses start their day early. After laying, lying ? seriously need to go back to school, anyway, while reclining:) in bed for a few minutes LL moves. Ah HA! "did you set up the coffee" I ask. He says a quick "no". He goes back to sleep. I make my first attempt to get up. My abdomen is pretty painful so I lay back down. What to do, what to do? I do what every good wife who's husband is tired from a long week and wants to sleep in does. I sigh loud. I groan from being in sooooo much pain.............nothing. I do the very loud clearing of the voice and coughing. I rub his back lightly, (he is ticklish and this sometimes works)..............still nothing. I accidentally fling my arm and my hand accidentally hits his back............What is wrong with him? I have done all the tricks the princess school taught me. By now I am hurting for some coffee.

This is about the time you are thinking, "don't they have a timer on this coffee pot?" Well thank you for sharing and yes the coffee pot has a timer on it. And No! we do not know how to set the timer. Oh I am sure we could figure it out but really! What would I have to write about almost every other Saturday. So I take a deep breath, get myself up. My abdomen usually follows along after a minute or two. I make the coffee. I go lay, lie, lye, I recline:) back down in bed. Now he is awake. He says something to me like "What are you doing up?". And with total seriousness I say. "I don't know what the h*&^ good you are to me". And then wait patiently for my coffee.

You might have noticed by now that I have a serious caffeine problem. I have no intention of "dealing" with it.