Oh, JZ! Poor you! I'm so sorry. I wish I could take her through the wireless so you could get some sleep.
Spike's Bitches 41: Thrown together to stand against the forces of darkness
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Dang, JZ. That is no fun at all.
She's maybe 3 min from down now, at last. Everyone stay quiet!
Oh, how lovely. I'll tiptoe and turn down my music. Toto! No barking!
FUCK. The damn crib gate wouldn't latch, and when I finally wrestled it into place the click woke her up. Back to square one.
Oh, shit, JZ.
oh Noes JZ. So been there. does the shshshshsh sound close to her ear relax her at all? It would work with Iris mostly... until 4 am at least - but took a while -
I got back to sleep for an hour at 6am... then woken to screams of what sounded like pain from Iris. Why, you ask? Because Mr. Sox wouldn't let her splash her hands around in her cheerios & milk. Mr. Sox who is trying to get to a 1-day conference and has kindly agreed to drop her off on the way? Yeah.
Oh, wow. Such a rough night, guys. Poor everyone!
Yikes. Poor everyone with their sleepless nights. My sister did text me at two this morning, drunk, from her holidays, but it's not quite the same thing.
In other news, I am queasy as hell today. And a bit lightheaded. And generally tired. Blergh. Stupid everything.
P-C, cute kitty!
Weatherbug tells me that we are under a flash flood watch until noon tomorrow thanks to a slow moving front that's going to get here sometime this afternoon.