Thankfully these days I usually get an adequate amount, although getting out of my comfy bed is never pleasant. But last night....oh dang, I let the princesses sleep with me, a cuddly adventure, but. I stayed up late late late, and at seven this morning, they were kicking each other. I admonished them that it was way too early, and to go back to sleep. ha, I should have just kicked their cute little butts out right then and there. Because the next hour was just agony. I would start to doze, one of them would wiggle, or cough, or kick the other one. I would look at them to give them The Look, and they would have their eyes fakely closed. I finally told them to get up and watch something on my computer, and to be quiet. I tried and tried to fall back to sleep because my lids felt like sandpaper and oh I was tired. As I was drifting off, blissfully aware that I was FINALLY falling back to sleep...I heard the pinging dinging of Jon's tablet turning on....he was camped out on the floor. So I gave up, and got up.
And I have to leave here in just a few minutes to go to the dome, ugh. I love going and seeing my friends, but I hate saying goodbye to my kids. And I hate standing all day, my poor knees. But. Off I go anyway.
We had company last night, 17 of us were crowded around the dinner table, then Abigail came in as we were cleaning up. Emily made a wicked stir-fry, chicken and snow-peas and cabbage and green peppers, with brown rice and whole-grain pasta. Paired with a 55 calorie Budweiser, yum.
It figures that when I have all manner of things to blab on and on about, I have to get moving, but that's the way it is today. I have barely any time to make a healthy lunch and braid my long tangly hair....
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