I was going through old pictures a few days ago and stumbled across a few that switched on a lightbulb to one of my greatest moments that should be shared with all –
Let’s just call today “Memory Monday”, that way it won’t be that random of a post:
One time, I crawled on top of the bed to wake up my then-boyfriend who was sound asleep and exhausted after a long night of coughing his lungs out due to his mono.
But once I got to his face to kiss him, I realized it wasn’t he.
It was his older brother …
who I had met the day before …
for maybe 5 minutes.
It was the first time in the history of men and women that a guy woke up terrified because there was a blonde girl in his bed.
Happy Monday, everyone!