Why do I do always seem to do this? I stay up far too late and then I'm exhausted the next day... I'll tell you why. Jerry, my wonderful husband of 5 years, is out of town in San Antonio. What does that have to do with getting to bed at a decent hour, you ask? He's my alarm clock. He is my alarm clock for almost everything I do. He wakes me up in the morning with sweet kisses and a cup of coffee, much less dangerous than a simple shake and "time to get up". I make dinner around the time he's going to be home. I do the laundry only because I can see he's starting to wear the socks with holes in the heels. And I go to bed when he goes to bed because I love to pillow talk. It's probably the most I talk all day, and that includes the hundreds of times I repeat myself yelling at my children to "knock it off!" or "calm down!!!". My poor and wonderful husband lies there and just listens to me ramble on about peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, or the line I stood in at Walmart, or my next "brilliant" idea for something. He has to go to bed an hour early just so there's enough time for me talk him to death before we actually go to sleep. He's such a good sport :o)
So, with that being said, this is the reason I'm up far too late and continue to be way too tired. Jerry has been gone since the 6th and won't be back until the 16th. Every night when I think "I guess it's getting pretty close to bed time.", I just keep sitting because there really isn't any reason to go to bed just yet. I'm tired, but all I'm going to do is go in there and lay there with the day still rolling around in my head. May as well try to beat Jerry's bejeweled score or check out what everyone has to say on facebook. Then before I know it, it's midnight! Now that may not sound so late to some of you, but around here we're in bed around 10pm. Then I try to get up at a decent hour so as not to throw off the schedule for the kiddos. *Yawn* Stupid schedule.
Don't even get me started on what the laundry looks like right now! It's terrible. I'll leave it at that. It's really hard without my husband alarm. Stuff just doesn't get done.
Right now, I'm so tired my eyes are burning like Vick's vapor rub on a diaper rash. Or salt in an open wound if you prefer that metaphor... But here I sit at my computer rambling on. It'll be interesting to see if you can tell from my posts when Jerry gets back home. I'll bet I don't post as often or as late... But for tonight, here's my pillow talk.
The pool party today at the apartments was pretty good. Trey (our oldest) took part in a tube race and won first place! He had to sit a tube, like you would float the river in, and paddle from one side of the pool to the other. He won by A LOT!!! I was pretty proud of him and for winning 1 st place, he got a $25 gift certificate to Old Navy. It was awesome. I tried to compete in the adult version, but due to the junk in this trunk, I had to settle for just putting my feet through the hole of the tube. I thought "I swam the back stroke in high school. Surely I can beat the rest of these guys if I swim the back stroke and just keep my feet in the tube". WRONG. I almost died. Honestly. I was in between 2 guys and they kept splashing to paddle to the other end and I kept breathing their splashes. Which let me tell you is not as enjoyable as breathing air. I don't even know where I finished... I just know I didn't place and I now have the cleanest sinuses in the metroplex.
After being at the pool for FOUR HOURS, we came home, showered and then had some friends over for a little socializing time. We sat around and talked, ate AMAZING queso, had a few beers and picked at the guitar. (A few weeks ago I decided I wanted to learn how to play more than Wild Thing really poorly. Between our neighbor, Justin, and videos online I'm starting to pick it up.) So far the only song I can play almost at tempo and all the way through is Jack and Diane by John Cougar Mellencamp. I also sing with it until the dogs start barking.... I'm currently trying to learn Good Riddance by Green Day. I've gotten all the chords down, but I can't seem to make it sound like a song. *Sigh* All in good time I suppose. I can also play the Chanukah Song by Adam Sandler, but it's pretty disjointed and slow at the moment. There are so many great songs that I can't wait to learn how to play!
Seeing as how it's almost 12:30 am and I need to do laundry tomorrow so the children don't have to walk around naked, I guess I'll call it a night. Consider yourself lucky that I can't pillow type as well as I can pillow talk. Time to turn in and see if I can wake up tomorrow ready for all the day has in store. It's bound to throw me a few curves :o)
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