I ran out of ambien so I tossed and turned until I finally just got up and came downstairs so I would not wake M up.
I took stupid Facebook quizzes to let me know what my Stripper name is: Lacey Tickleheaven
My Naughty Elf name: Pirate Elf (???)
My Hobbit name: Belladonna Puddifoot ( I love this one)
I took the Random Survey for the Bored (I won't bore you with the results)
What my job in heaven will be: Placing drops of dew on fresh grass on foggy mornings (wtf?)
AND I found out how feminine I was or more approprietely am not but they advised me to wear more dresses and that will help.
Uh huh...sure.
After that I played some mind numbing computer game.
After that I was trying to look up some of my Irish family history on the Internet and then finally around 4:00 AM I decided I'll try to get some sleep.
I got to feeling a little floaty...then started drifting off and then I fell right off a cliff or something and jolted right back awake again.
I hate that!
When my kids were babies and I would watch them sleep you could kind of tell when they were dreaming. Every once in a while their little arms and legs would stiffen straight out from their bodies, their eyes would open wide, they'd give out a little whimper and then fall limp and right back to sleep.
Is this what they mean by falling asleep?
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Thursday, May 28, 2009
Falling...asleep.
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