Alibelle, are you still around? I must remember to call you later.
Morning arrived extra early today which made me extra cranky. I thought I was tricking Noah last night by feeding him at 10:30. Maybe he would sleep through until 5:00? OH NO! Little bugger got me. He woke up at 4:00, which means there was NO POINT in trying to go back to sleep.
I just inhaled a breakfast sammich from Starbucks (turkey bacon and fake egg, whoot!) and it was fucking delicious.
I had one of those this morning, Brenda! It was my "healthier" choice than my usual classic sausage.
nom nom nom.
That sucks, Kat. You should have called up the SO & chatted. He woke up at 4 this morning for no reason at all. Which he's been doing a lot. Confusing to people like me; I could sleep in indefinitely and can go back to sleep if I wake up early.
Breakfast sandwich sounds good. I had oatmeal, which would have been reasonably healthy, but it was an el cheapo donated instant oatmeal, which sucked, so I added a bunch of washed sugar to it. Which made it yum, but then it was more or less a vehicle to deliver the sugar.
I thought I was tricking Noah last night by feeding him at 10:30. Maybe he would sleep through until 5:00? OH NO! Little bugger got me. He woke up at 4:00, which means there was NO POINT in trying to go back to sleep.
I tried that this week too! With equally unsuccessful results! Stupid babies.
Aw, stupid babies need the MOST attention!
t loves Nora
ION, Random naked man in Times Square. (Which...not really news. But the photo captions are funny.)
may that tag never close!
Sounds like Noah and Dylan are somehow comparing notes cross-continentally.
You know what I should do this weekend? Make biscochos. For some reason, I really want some. I should probably check out the local groceria first, because IIRC, they are a lot of labor.
I actually got good sleep last night and woke happy it's Friday. One more big push and the last bit of pre-move renovation work on the house will be done. DH and I are having an amiable-but-deep-seated difference of opinion about shelf space in the new house. I think there isn't going to be enough room for all of our books and it's FREAKING ME OUT. He thinks I am overeacting and we'll find space for the bookshelves. Maybe we will, maybe we won't, she mutters darkly.