My first glimpse of my world this morning was hot pink. Confusing. Upon further inspection the pinkness was also poufy and ruffley. That got me to sit up. A massive smile spread as the brain fog cleared.
My sweet adorable tomboyish Dawn had gotten up in the night and fumbled in the dark for a shirt. She had landed on my shirt which she would never be caught dead in.
She started to stir. I said, "I love your shirt, Baby." She winked a look and smiled a coy smile. She croaked, "Oh, my God."
When she finally got moving around I heard her mumble, "I look ridiculous in ruffles."
Update: Now she's wearing camo pants and a stained t-shirt. That's better.