"Honey, I feel really tingly."
"Awesome!!" I think to myself. Hell, it's the middle of the night, I'm pretty tired, but hell if my wife wakes me up because she's tingly, who am I to blow against the wind."
I roll over and give her a big smooch.
"get off of me you Jackass! I don't feel good! I feel tingly and my stomach is killing me!"
Oh, yeah, I get it. I knew that. What can I get for you, a glass of water? What do you need?
Monkey took some Tums, and drank some water. A big dose of stress and black beans were not ending well for her. We finally went back to sleep.
Early Saturday, Monk, Nick and I headed out for a quick 4 park ride. It was tons of fun. I'll admit, I'm at the end of a block, and my legs are pretty destroyed. I was looking forward to a nice mellow ride through the trails of the area. Monk, however, had other ideas. I kept thinking she's gonna back off a bit soon. She's gonna back of a bit soon. Damn she didn't until the final climb.
As we came up to the peak of the final climb, I dropped back a bit and smiled to here and said, "honey, I feel tingly..."
ouch. fun day.
respect
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