I don't know why, but when snow is predicted overnight, I have difficulty sleeping. I wake up frequently and I'm compelled to look out the window. It sort of makes sense if I had to go to work in the morning, but last night was Friday night, and whether it snowed or not really didn't matter. Once I established in my brain that it was indeed snowing, I decided it would be a good morning to sleep in. I tried, but Paul has been waking up early these days. He has been very ambitious, tackling some long put off projects around the house. But seriously folks, 5:00AM on a weekend??? He's not particularly loud or anything, he just pops his head in the bedroom every half hour or so, and if I stir, that gives him permission to speak.
"Do you want me to make you a cup of coffee to drink in bed?"
"No" I grumbled, not wanting to engage in conversation.
About half an hour passed, "Do you want bagels this morning?" he asked.
"Why would I want bagels while I am sleeping (hint, hint)? Besides, why would you want to eat bagels at all?"
We've been making an effort to eat healthier this year and bagels with cream cheese doesn't fit the bill. Actually, rather than feel totally deprived, we are trying to eat healthy Monday through Friday, reserving occasional indulgences for the weekend or special occasions. Bagels just seem like an unnecessary indulgence so early in the game. In a desperate attempt to get a little more sleep, I told him I would make him a smoothie when I got up. He kept me to my word.