All I know is that to me
You look like you’re having fun
Open up your lovin’ arms
Watch out here I come

You spin me right round, baby
Right round like a record, baby
Right round round round
You spin me right round, baby
Right round like a record, baby
Right round round round

~Dead or Alive: You Spin Me Round

I woke up this morning on the wrong side of the bed. Literally. I woke up with Dead or Alive’s “You Spin me Round” spinning around and around in my head. I woke up laughing.

When I climbed out of bed to go fetch Iona the corgi and cart her downstairs, my husband (also on the wrong side of the bed), also woke up laughing. “Good morning my drunken little wife. You have a ruffly butt! Why is your ass covered in ruffles? Why are you wearing that?”

Yes, my ass was covered in ruffles. Uncharacteristic fluffy, girly ruffles adorned my backside. That is what I chose to wear to bed last night after a night drinking with friends. That and nothing else. “Are you going to put a shirt on?” husband yelled between laughter as I bolted down the stairs. “No!” I yelled back. “My ruffly ass will keep me warm!”

As it turns out, my ruffles did not keep me warm as I plunged into the 35 degree morning with a corgi clutched to my chest.

As I climbed back in bed though, we were still laughing. When the power went out in our entire neighborhood 90 minutes later, we laughed about that too. And when a personal moment struck one of us shortly after that, well…yes…all I know is that to me, you look like you’re having fun. Open up your loving arms; watch out here I come.