Ryan threw out his back last night at work moving a couch (reinjured an old problem). So after a night of tossing and turning, he called the HR office and asked how to report a work related incident. Ended up going to the dr. there and they basically told him he can't work. So, being well-loved as he is, one of the ladies said he'd be able to do a project and work from home until his back is better and just to take an extra dose of painkillers.
While making dinner, he drifted off to sleep. He woke up when he realized I was taking a picture of him. The funny thing about this is that he hasn't had any bottles of Coke today. Those are floating around from the gazillion he has previously consumed. I love him. He makes me laugh.
Oh! and you can see how well the pillows match my couch!
Also, almost finished:
I'm debating what to put on them to finish off. I have black buttons to consider and/or a scarf. I think I'm going with a scarf for sure. We'll see.