Last night I could not sleep for kibble. Everytime I closed my eyes, they opened to the sight of my alarm clock fifteen minutes ahead of the last opening. I called Geo, who was en route to CT, at 2:15 AM and chatted with him for about 45 minutes. I went on-line but just wasn't feeling all that bloggable. I checked the baby eight times to make sure she was O.K. She sleeps like a log ... being sawed (boy, can she snore). I final drifted into slumber twenty minutes before my designated wake-up time of 5:00 AM.
The source of this anxiety? More on that tomorrow ...
Oooo, my first cliffhanger.
4 comments:
Damn the cliff-hangers!!! Is Fonzie going to survive the motorcycle jump? Is Blossom going to put out again? Who did Sam Malone propose to? And now this. Am I going to have to wait until the fall to find out? Cripes!!!
oh, and i gave you a link! sorry it took so damn long.
Thanks cuz. *high five slap in the air*
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