So as you would expect by now, Eric and I are finally sleeping together in the same bed, day after day, and waking up to each other's stale fishy smelling breathes every morning. I put it that way because it's true, my hubby snores through the night especially after a very tiring work day, and his open mouth dries up through the night, making me very reluctant to kiss him in the morning.

But it's not like he's the only guilty one. I drool through the night occasionallym, and dried saliva combined with pillow bacteria doesn't ever smell very appetizing in the morning.

And so the reality has kicked in. Neither of us are very nice to french in the morning. And then again, in-bed acrobatics doesn't necessarily need lips-locking, or so says Eric.

We discovered something that makes for a disastrous sexual relationship in our very first month of marriage. Me, I'm the night owl, and Eric's the morning person. With our body clocks working in such contradiction, it's a little tough getting used to each other's life patterns. Well, it's not so much for me, because Eric's nice enough to compromise in the nights, but in the mornings, ah, says Eric, I'm a very bad bed buddy.

'You hit me again this morning!' whined my hubby during his lunch-break phone call just now.

'Huh? When?'

'This morning! Early, when I wanted to cuddle you and kiss you good morning, Ddddsssjjjcchh! You just elbowed me in the eye!' he exclaimed.

'Eh where got? I cannot remember lah.'

'Standard lah,' said Eric. 'You sleep like a pig lah…. I can't even try to sayang you without being abused.'

'No lah sorry sorry… I didn't know mah… next time shake me up a bit lah.'

'I don't dare lah, the last time I tried shaking you remember what happened? I told you lah, you kicked me and punched my cheek.'

'hehehhehe…'

'And the worst thing is you can't even remember a thing!'

'Its a defence reflex lah. So that bad men can't touch me when I'm unconscious, GOOD WHAT!'

'GOOD your head lah, I'm your husband lah doink!'

I told a few friends already about my problematic reflex system, and all they could say between laughter is, 'Hahhaha I dunno how to help you man, this one really needs God's intervention. Pray, pray lah. Hopefully you'll be a nicer bed partner.

I'm still praying. *sigh*