Many of you here, thanks to the wonder of F2Fs, have witnessed me in the morning. I'm not quite turnip-like, but I'm just sort of....only 35% awake until I've gotten some coffee in me and some light trickles through to my brain.
A much smaller, select few of you have actually woken me up, and witnessed my brain trying to start up and failing, much like a Chevette on a -40 degree morning.
What I don't understand about all you night owls is how you manage to make coffee when you're barely functional.
Coffeemaker with a timer, baby. Without it, I would never make it out of the house. Literally.
It's weird. I am a very difficult person to wake. In fact, every morning I try to figure out whether I can call in sick. Every single morning.
OMG, bon bon -- this is me. Totally. Every single morning I wonder if I can get away with calling in sick so I can sleep, and, failing that, while I'm showering, I keep hoping that when I get out of the shower there'll be a message on my machine that a water main broke/transformer exploded/bomb threat that is keeping the office building closed.
Every morning.
I am more of a morning person than the hubby (but dead folk have been known to show more life than he does in the morning), but I'd like to be able to sleep until 7 or 7:30 ideally. I think of morning people as those 5 and 6 am types.
But when I wake up, I am awake, so it's easy to get up, get Franny out of her crib, change her, make her a sippy cup, and make a pot of coffee. And yes, I still have my morning cup of coffee. I just don't manage to finish it. (You'd think by now that I'd just pour the cup 1/3 full, but nope.)
Congratulations, NovaChild!
Timelies all!
Healthma to Jeff!
I'm neither a night owl nor a morning person. Years of training, for lack of a better word, have made me able to get up when the alarm goes off at 6:30, shower, dress, eat and be out the door by 7:30. That doesn't mean I like it, though...
Oh, suhNERK. Why consonants matter, from the LA Times correction page:
Finally, Gayle Johnson was misquoted as saying, "Fish hard, lick the bait, and don't think you know more than the crew." The correct quote is "Fish hard, pick the bait, and don't think you know more than the crew.
I remember the time in my teens when I was taking an afternoon nap in the basement. I woke up when my mom came downstairs to find out why the phone was off the hook. Apparently, a call came in from her sister that I woke up enough to answer, but instead of telling my mother she had a call like I told my aunt I would, I just put the phone down and went back to sleep. I had no memory of doing so. Both Mom and Aunt Evelyn teased me about this for months.
A much smaller, select few of you have actually woken me up,
It's fun! It's like poking at a sleeping beer with a stick. And then of course you are mauled to death. But before the mauling? It's fun.
Thanks for the congratulations, guys! I'm... completely incapable of functioning normally after getting this news.
I may have to start believing in God. Again.
