Early thoughts on one cup of coffee.

So after love biting me yesterday...and growling at me when i threw away the lovely fresh kill he left for me on the porch this morning...I can only assume that Lord Stanley is a Klingon reincarnated.* At least the mouse was dead this time...but at 5:30am...NOT what i needed to see. I am pretty sure that if he could talk, well, i would not be able to print what he was saying to me as i threw the mouse..er..disposed of it in a respectful manner. He walked away growling. Yep..Growling...like a dog.

I got to play with a new MacBook Pro last night. It is pretty. And shiny. And had to go back to its owner this morning. Did i mention how pretty is was. NOT as pretty as THIS..but i wouldn't complain if some loving husband who wanted to make up for the whole birthday thing dropped one in my lap. Just saying..it would be nice (i firmly believe that one should NEVER give up on their dreams..and i KNOW i am dreaming in this case.)

I lost a day this week. Tuesday just did not happen.

In my work schedule, i work 4 days on, four days off. It is like having a mini vacation every week. But i work midnights. SO in order to turn in to a "day" person for the almost 5 days I am off, i find myself having to stay up on the first day off. SO on Tuesday morning, i got off work at 8am. Made my way home after doing a bit of grocery shopping (really the best time to go, no one is in the stores, and the clerks are really friendly as no one has pissed them off yet.) and set about putting supper in tot he slow cooker so it could simmer all day. Sweet and sour meatballs, just in case you were wondering what the great smell was all day on Tuesday.
I played a few games of Scrabulous with some far away friends, did some laundry..anything i could do to stay awake.
The kids came home at 3:30pm. I know the time because Sugar was on the tv. We love that show. I could not tell you what Anna was cooking...I apparently spoke to the children (or so they tell me). This is my last thought. Until i awoke at 3am.

I had fallen asleep on the couch, apparently in mid sentence to Munch. I was telling him what was for dinner, but never finished.
They figured it out.
The three of them had supper, and went about their evening, around me as i slept on the couch in the living room. I heard nothing.
They could not wake me.
SO they covered me in a blanket and left me there.

I was really confused when i woke up at 3.
Wide awake.
At 3 am.
Did you know there is nothing on tv at 3am.

Having slept for almost 12 hours, going back to bed was not an option.

Made for a very long day on Wednesday.

But i did get to sleep like a real person last night.

Until the Klingon cry woke me at 5:30.

Wanting to share breakfast.

He is knocking at my window as i type this.
He really knocks.
He uses his head to bash against the nearest window that he can see you in.

Yep...that is my cat.
I'm so proud.

I need more coffee.

*Yes i linked to Wikipedia...it is early. Deal with it.

Comments

[creechman]

Love that macbookair. Wow! Maybe next year for moi. One mac at a time.

[Linda Sherwood]

I think I am mad at Steve Jobs because he said something dumb ("people don't read anymore" - http://bits.blogs.nytimes.com/2008/01/15/the-passion-of-steve-jobs/?hp). So, although the air thingy may seem pretty, it is so light and airy that you will forget it is on your lap and you will stand and you will crash it. Stay away.

Dumb Mac guy.... I'm going to go read a book....grumble, grumble.