So I was bad last night. I ate way too much food way too late, and made flippant comments about poltergeists. This lead to being very hot, and very awake, and dreaming about angry ghosts when I did drift off. Annoying.
Although I did also dream about hanging out with my friend Richard who died a while ago. That was a lot of fun.
Kelli was also doing a great deal of rolling around uncomfortably, but she shared in the late night eating and undoubtedly was feeling the same metabolic tomfoolery I was undergoing.