Ok, so take a step back in time with me. Let’s go back to Thursday night.

Picture this: extremely exhausted hubby and I’m tired as well. We go to bed about 9pm (Because we get up @ 4:30). Anyways, all was fine. It was dark, the bed was comfy, the fan was providing white noise and I had my heating pad.

So the hubs was spooning with me and we started to drift off to lala land. Well then he rolled over to his other side because it was uncomfortable in the position he was laying. WELLLLL I decided to roll over and cuddle with him and this is where everything went terribly wrong.

My hand happened to brush up against his nip and it was hard, because he was cold and this is the start of my giggles.

I poked it. I flicked it. I pushed it in. I squeezed it. The hubs had had enough. (Actually I’m amazed it went on so long, but he was that tired). He pulled the blankets up, tucked himself in real tight and he said “I’m not a piece of meat. Go to bed.”

I stopped for about a second. THEN I was like a Meerkat! I start burrowing in the blankets trying to reach “my precious”, which just so happened to be the hubs nip.

He put up a good defense and sadly I was unable to reach it. Well I rolled over and started laughing even harder. The hubs quickly told me to stop and go to sleep. So I started quietly laughing. Besides the hubs I think only my best friend Amazon has seen this. When I quietly laugh I start shaking. Needless to say I had the whole king bed rocking; this of course was felt by the hubs. With his big sigh the flood gates opened. I was laughing and crying all because of his damn cold nip. The laughs were loud, they were deep, they were high and they sounded like a crazed woman AND I COULDN’T STOP no matter how hard I tried.

Finally after trying to smother myself with a pillow (which is hard to do) the laughs started to die down. Then the hubs asked if I was going to do this all night? I looked at the clock and I have been laughing for 34 minutes. My face hurt, my tummy hurt and I was tired.

After a few more laughs I looked at the clock again. It read 10:09 and that’s all I remember until the alarm woke me up. However, I still had the stomach pains from laughing so hard.

Hubs and I