Lawnmowers and Freight Trains

I slept half the night next to a snoring freight train.

Now I feel as if I got run over by one.

You see,

my husband snores.

No kidding.

When we were first married, most of my dreams involved motor boats 

 

or lawnmowers.

 

I wasn't used to hearing those sounds all night and so my overactive sleep imagination would incorporate them into my dreams.

Now, however, I just get woken up when the "volcano" is going off.

Then I get frustrated and cranky.

So, last night, after 4 hours of motor cross next to me in bed, 

I kicked him out.

I told him it was my turn to get some sleep.

No worries, though, for those who don't appreciate my 'tongue in cheek' humor.

I still love the guy.

The snoring is little price to pay for being with the best man in the world.