Over the weekend, Ellie and I find ourselves with our butts glued to the couch. Which really, I'm pretty much ok with. Should I not be?
I'm usually crocheting some scarf with football on in the background getting up periodically for snacks and water. And maybe some real food if I get really hungry or disgusted with all the M&Ms I just ate. Ellie pretty much sleeps through the whole thing.
She is my snuggle buggle. Under the blanket or sleeping right up next to me. Actually, she's so close that if I budge or lean forward at all, she slips underneath me and then has to wiggle around and flop like a fish to get out. Makes me laugh every time. Sometimes I even do it on purpose. 🙂