He sent me dinner tonight from Viaggio before he went to a late meeting. I planned on going to bed early but that almost never happens in Kuwait. It's 10 PM and I'm still wide awake. I just ate most of the tiramisu in bed with a cold glass of milk. I put on the ugliest PJ's I have that are so comfortable I wish I could wear them 24/7. Now I'm so full that I can't fall asleep. I feel like a little, blonde butterball who is about to explode.
The tiramisu didn't look appetizing at all but don't let the photographs fool you. It was rich and decadent with loads of Mascarpone cheese in each bite. The coco powder flew in the air and landed all over my chest and bed. I wanted to stop and save half of it for tomorrow but I couldn't manage to put the spoon down.
Buona notte Kuwait and sweet dreams. :*