Ignite
early to bed...
I'm working on a very long post... But it totally isn't ready yet. It's taking a lot of thought, consideration, music, a nice glass of wine... you know... I need to seduce the post. Get it in my good graces. Get it to do
sleep
kaos
3 AM... a bedtime story
It was almost precisely 3 AM... give or take an hour for daylight savings time. My birthday had just reached its official end... though there was certainly more celebration to come. I wasn't celebrating though... no no no. I was laying in my big huge bed embracing slumber.
kaos
frustration...
I try not to be frustrated here (unless those frustrations include melodrama or hilarity) but today that is all there is. This frustrated shell of a mom whose kid is not adjusting terribly well. Who begs not to go to school. Who is angry that she must be woken at
kaos
invisible brick at 2 am...
Sunday night the Kaos family went to bed pretty early. It was the night before K's first day of school and it had been a long weekend of plumbing and stickers and entertaining friends so we all needed a bit of rest.By 11:30 all lights were
kaos
why I don't watch scary movies...
I know that several of you are scary movie viewers. Lovers of the fright flicks if you will. I am not. Don't get me wrong there are some frightening movies I will watch. But not horror flicks. Not movies for the sake of scary. I'll watch
kaos
weekend of repeats: a bedroom tale
my bed the nation... Last year around this time Mr. Kaos and I decided it would be best for all involved if we tossed the queen size bed in favor of something huge and monstrous that would barely fit through the door let alone be proportionate to our small 1929
babble
10 hours
I feel drunk. Positively drunk, though I haven't had a drop to drink since that margarita (okay several margaritas) the other day.Heady. Blissful. Billowy.Because last night I got what I needed. Needed oh so badly.10 hours of sleep.I went places baby, let me tell
mommified
sleepless in portland?
Doesn't have the same ring does it? No, it does not.I will keep this brief. I fell asleep late (I tried to sleep i did). Then I woke up about every 30 minutes. Sigh.I am tired.I am, I'm tired, but I am sleepless
babble
sleepy sleepless sleepit...
It is ten til nine... I write the words because I feel too dirty and can not face them as numerals... suddenly I am not tired... WHY? My best guess, K just fell asleep and I am free to sleep but suddenly with her snoozing away (and no coughing people,
daylight savings
this sleep thing will be the end of me...
So dramatic, I know. Cami, shut up already about daylight savings time, I know. It is drawing all the energy out of me. I haven't been able to GET to sleep at a normal time, but I still have to wake up just as early. Then there is
conspiracy
curses....
I've said it before, but his whole daylight savings time change hoo ha really pisses me off. Really. What is the most upsetting to me? Is it that it is an unnecessary occurrence that inconveniences people across America (except in Indiana where they put a stop to the
babble
valentine vertigo...
For Valentine's day my gift to you is the top 10 things I like on Valentine's day in no particular order:1) Sleep late. Sleep long. Sleep hard. (This didn't happen today, I had to get up and take K to school... what kind