Yesterday sans alarm my body slept 13 hours, albeit with several wake-ups in the last 4 hours. Last night 10. and I could probably fall asleep again if I set my mind to it.
I got maybe six hours of sleep last night, in spite of the time change. Stupid brain.
Oh, poor Tom Scola.
Cindy, you also wondered alound if I was pregnant when I was in fact about 8 weeks along with the Dillo and hadn't told my mom yet. Based on the fact that I completely spaced a meeting at work, and was 45 minutes late.
Flea, was that in LJ? You'd been talking about trying (or maybe talking about weaning Casper in preparation for same) for a while. Space-outs are often what clue me in. The hormones are powerful mind-altering drugs, aren't they?
I FORGOT ABOUT FALL BACK AND I AM IN LOVE WITH IT!
We set the kids' clocks back before they went to bed. Chris found the whole thing quite upsetting, because all of a sudden he was going to be 15 minutes "early" rather than 45 minutes late. He was also pretty sure we were making some poor poor poor poor choice on our own, one that was going to have us out of sync with everyone else. When I explained about time zones, DSL and standard time, his concerns switched to the whole world working on the wrong time.
Suffice it to say time for Chris? Not so relative.
Oh, Tom. I can so relate. I think I was too excited about the party to be able to sleep, or something. I was up at 5 for a while, then finally just got up at 6:45.
Poor Chris! How confusing for the little guy.
Pictures of the party are coming soon. They are uploading as I type.
Poptarts:
Pictures! [link]
The first bunch are of the apartment, which I've been promising people...then there are party pictures.
I somehow thought that the clocks were supposed to be switched tonight. Happily, in this technological age, most of the important clocks (like on my computer) that I'd rely on all switched without my intervention....
I've been looking at my clock on my computer all day and it wasn't until I saw my phone, which hadn't automatically updated for some reason, that I realized it was fall back time. Oh, the pleasures of sleeping for an extra hour while getting the benefit still of waking early.
You know it's time to clean out your refrigerator when you realize the plastic bag you're looking at and wondering "why would I pack dried beef in pickle juice?" contains a tomato.
You know it's time to clean out your refrigerator when you realize the plastic bag you're looking at and wondering "why would I pack dried beef in pickle juice?" contains a tomato.
I think I just threw up in my mouth a bit.
And, I completely forgot about falling back last night. Err.
I was surprised by how many people got Tina Turner without getting the fact it was tied to a movie not titled What's Love Got To Do With It?
Her wigs are pretty identifiable. Sounds like a good time, all the way around.
I got maybe six hours of sleep last night, in spite of the time change. Stupid brain.
I think I got seven. Stupid cat.
Timelies all!
The 70s party was pretty fun, despite me being the second-oldest person there.(The oldest person there was the hostess's father. Yipes.) It really should have been called a late-70s/disco party judging by the outfits and the music. There was one guy dressed as Angus Young from AC/DC, which I found clever, and the previously-mentioned father was dressed as Elwood Blues.