I totally know how McDreamy feels

Not about oozing sex appeal. I have none of that. Not about having the abilities to cut open a human body either. I can't even carve a roast.

No, what McDreamy and I have in common is earplugs.

William snores. Not terribly badly, though some nights are worse than other. And it's not just that he snores...he breathes. And Saoirse breathes. And when Sophie joins us, she breathes.

All that breathing keeps me awake. And irritates the hell out of me. I hate body noise. I can fall asleep with the radio or TV on, but please, don't make me listen to someone breathe or snore.

Don't even get me started on how I feel about the sound of chewing.

Anyway, I think McDreamy's earplugs must be much better than mine, because he snuggled up to Meredith as though all was right with the world. Even with earplugs I keep my distance and sometimes have to put a pillow over my head as well.

Just a thought, but what's up with my usage of the word totally. When did I start this? It's really bothering me and yet I can't stop typing it.