I feel like something's following me...

Last night as I was waiting for Mr. Ski to finish brushing his teeth before the night time "tucking in" ritual began. Just to clarify...he asks me to tuck him in which is code for "will you massage my back?" And I do...usually; some nights I tell him it's my night off. Last night though I was willing so I got off the couch and walked down the hallway and into our bedroom where I felt like something was tugging on me. I looked behind me (a little scared) and saw this...

Yes, you've seen correctly that is the blanket from the couch trailing along behind me. I practically fell in the floor laughing but pulled it together so it could be documented and put on the "to blog about" list. What's shocking is that it happened last night and I've been such a slacker lately that I'm quite proud for getting it all typed out as soon as I have.

***Please ignore the size of my rump. I have got to do something about that and this picture should only be motivation.