I'm quite the romantic. After a lovely dinner of cheese fondue and pots de creme (probably spelled wrong), I graciously told Peter that I was exhausted, and he carried me upstairs and put me to bed before 9pm and went into another room to read. I couldn't even make it to our romantic Lost watching we had planned. Sorry I conked out Peter! Seriously, I don't know what is wrong with me. I slept until 7:30am, and I'm still super tired and slightly dizzy. I've been sleeping like the dead since I got home, but shouldn't I be caught up by now?
Well, I know why I get that tired, but I don't want to pry...
-Jen