I'm addicted to PostSecret. Have you seen it? People anonymously send in their deepest, darkest secrets to some dude named Frank, who posts it on the internet for the world to see. The secrets change every Sunday -- I now check the site before the Costco ritual!
Some of the secrets are so sad, I wish I could reach out and touch these troubled souls, while some make my laugh my ass off. It's a different mixed bag every week. Check it out.
Crazy weekend. Hate to say it, but I'm glad tomorrow's Monday. My oldest son had his birthday party on Friday night. I had 10 seven-year-olds running around a bowling alley for two hours. Normally this wouldn't be a bad thing, but Friday night is 'Glow-Bowl' which means they turn of all of the lights except for the black lights and strobes. A little hard to catch these little monsters in the dark! And did I mention the blaring rock music??
Wonder if Costco does birthday parties...
I'm so tired, my eyes are burning. I need to sleep, but I so love the quiet of the late-night, I'm fighting it like my 2 year-old fights peas. 'Course I'll regret it in the morning. Much like I regret not going to bed until 4am last night.
But alas - I've caught up reading my regular blogs (and plan to steal a few of those interesing memes for my post tomorrow), tried to post coherent comments on a few (just to let them know I'm around), checked my lottery tickets (yup, still poor), wrote my to-do list for the morning and now will say -
G'night.
PS - what the hell is a 'meme' anyway? Is it pronounced 'mem', or 'meem', or 'me-me'? Dumb word. Not going to make our list, TL.
PSS - couldn't find a picture of burning eyeballs so I put up my cat - Mortimer Tea Flash. (don't ask)
4 comments:
I was up all night, and it's only cause I couldn't sleep. I just laid there awake, which was dumb in retrospect. What's the Costco ritual? I was there yesterday ... love that place.
Oh, I feel for you, Amy. Those sleepless nights are soooo long, watching the digital clock, mentally calculating how much sleep you'll get if you drift off at exactly this moment, and worrying about how you'll handle active kids in the morning when you feel like a total hag.
Ouch!
Argh, insomnia just sucks. No way around it. I've done the watch-the-clock ritual, thinking at 2:00 a.m.: well, I can get four and a half hours of sleep if I go to sleep right now, and of course I wouldn't go to sleep and in the blink of a staring eye I'd see the clock and it would say 4:30 a.m., at which time I'd say to myself: well, I can get two hours of sleep if I go to sleep right now, and...
Time to GET UP!
GAH. *hairball*
Hugs to you both.
Oh, how could I forget -- I wanted to say your kitty is purr-ecious, and I love his name. :)
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