Lazy Day

When I couldn’t be bothered, I combine breakfast and lunch together.

I’m super freakingly lazy but at the same time such a glutton. My brunch consists of a big plate of pasta, an apple (a day keeps the doc far away), one oily cheap donut I got from Woolies and a glass of orange juice. And to add on to that, I had a muesli bar and a chicken and vege pie at 3.00pm.

But I still weight 62kg at 172cm. I know, I’m short.

Oh oh oh, I just had to mention this cos it’s so important and simply lovely. I woke up at 6.00am this morning to the sound of rain! Can you imagine how excited I was? So I cuddled Mr Sleepy-Head even tighter. And he didn’t even budge – proof that he IS a sleepyhead.

Nothing beats being in bed with the man you love the most, on a cold day. The exchange of warmth through the skin is pure bliss. It’s like 12 degrees this morning, so I stayed in bed with Mr Sleepy-Head until 10.00 am. And we watched Step Up, and at 12.15 pm, I kicked him off bed to cook me lunch.

Don’t you just love beautiful day like this?

I wish everyday is as beautiful! Oh wells. G’night world.