Wednesday, February 25, 2009

ZzZzZzZzZz...

I used to be such a good sleeper.  I would enjoy an 8-10 hour sleep on a damn near daily basis and suddenly I just can't.  I am definately not less tired.  I am typing this in a stupor.  I just cannot sleep.  I can't sleep at night- nor during the day- and if I have the time for a nap my body does not allow it.

Right now I should be napping.  House is clean.  Baby is asleep.  I have to work tonight and slept 4 hours last night and I just can't.  Not in silence.  Not with white noise.  Nothing.  So here I be.

However, I did redecorate the girls' bathroom and I added some tulle to a beanie for Justyce and I played a game with Hannah, so not all is lost.  When we moved I neglected to have any room in my new house revolve around the color red and that somewhat saddened me.  So this morning Justyce and I made our way to ROSS for a red shower curtain.  It is quite possibly the greatest shower curtain ever.

Monday, February 23, 2009

She says te damnedest things!


We went to the local RedBox tonight to drop off a movie and get a new one (Chris and I are about to enjoy Religulous!).  As we were pulling away Hannah says, "Dad, are you drunk?"  Chris and I are both shocked!  How does she know the work drunk or what it is?  Chris tells her that he isn't and asks what kind of question is that.  She just non chalantly says, "Just one that I asked."  

Chris proceeds to tell her that he isn't drunk and she shouldn't just ask questions like that.  She just once again says, "Sometimes you get drunk."  Chris then tells her that sometimes he has a drink but that he doesn't get drunk.  To which she just shrugs, clearly thinking that it is the same thing.  Where does she get this stuff from?