Or so I thought.
But then, my alarm clock broke out in song.
"OOOooooOOOOOOOO, oowoo, oowooooooo..... DO IT!"
"OOOooooOOOOOOOO, oowoo, oowooooooo..... DO IT!"
"OOOooooOOOOOOOO, oowoo, oowooooooo..... DO IT!"
"NO WAY!!!" I thought as I sprang out of bed, beaming.
Believe me, I made every effort to keep my clock from waking up my husband. I did. But it was too late...
Paul started whistling.
There we were, by nightlight in the black of my bedroom at 4:46 a.m...
Whistling.
Shakin' our thangs.
DOIN' THE HUSTLE!!!
2 comments:
for some reason this reminds me of that movie Ground Hogs Day...
when he wakes up to that sunny and cher song.
...i think i like doin the hustle a little better tho!
xo
Did you make it to your run, or was it just an early morning dance-off?
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