Saturday mornings at the house cereal, tv, double shots, and the woman.
On the weekends I stay over Jossie’s house and a typical Saturday morning (or weekend morning for that fact) consist of being woken up at 7am with her kisses and tickles or something because she’s mad bored. I actually appreciate this while most people would be annoyed at life about it. I love being woken up by her because it’s not something that occurs every morning. It’s the best alarm clock in the face of the universe. We’ll probably chat it up a bit and make fun of each other’s morning breaths and just have light conversation between kisses (if we can handle each other’s morning breaths of course. We’ll then migrate to the sofa with our breakfast and coffee to watch TV till Taco wakes up and joins the party.