I blame Shawn

Okay, so why am I up at two in the frickin' morning tonight when I have so much to do tomorrow???? I blame Shawn. We were ordering dessert tonight when my loving husband suggested I ordered some coffee. Why not? I do love me some cafe. So, yes dear waitress, please bring me an elixir of hyperactivity (heretofore known as a cap-a-chino) which will preclude my sleeping anytime in the next 17 hours...yes, yes, that's EXACTLY what I want! So, here I sit, WIDE AWAKE while my loving husband (who had milk with dessert) snores away next to me in his lovely slumber. It shouldn't be a surprise when he wakes up to a faceful of shaving cream....