@thebiglybestestdoggie: Been clawing at the door and waking Momma up every two hours the last few nights for no apparent reason other than to meander around the backyard like some sort of nocturnal lunatic. Momma is tired. I’m tired. It just seems like such a good idea, though…
This tired doggie could sure use a nap!
~Happy Tuesday, friends! If any of you have ever experienced similar issues, I’d love to hear your thoughts. I’d also love a nap.~
I’ve got sleep on the brain…
and that’s pretty much where it seems to stay lately.
Sleep deprivation from hell, thy name is insomnia.
On the positive side…
Since it is almost Halloween, I figure this zombie/walking-corpse look will be in fashion soon enough.
In the meantime, here’s proof that there is indeed humor even in sleepless situations:
(Much like a tormentous older sibling, it’s a cruel joke between the brain and body that apparently never gets old.)
(Another fun alternative: One fish, two fish, red fish, blue fish, I do not like green eggs and ham, I do not like them, Sam I am! Today is your day! Make that cat go away! Tell that Cat in the Hat you do not want to play! Oh, the places you’ll go!)
(Nothing beats waking up and starting the day after a refreshing few seconds of sleep!)
(Is this true? Hell, even if it’s not, I’m gonna start using this line on my boys ASAP.)
(Counting sheep doesn’t work for me, and crying takes too much effort. What to do?)
(It’s probably just the reflection in the mirror, but how is it moving so much faster than me?)
( Reboot, reboot, reboot!)
(Right, because telling myself to close my eyes and claim that remaining 2 hours and 36 minutes of available sleep time will magically do the trick after those previous 83 failed attempts.)
(But by that point, will we even recognize each other anymore?)
(I don’t do normal very well, so in an effort to be unique, my body insists on subsisting on no more than twelve minutes of sleep.)
(Ah, blue! No, black! No, wait! Green! Ok, ok. Enough of this crap. Let’s just stick with black. It is the color of mystery…right?)
(While neither of my kids qualify as babies anymore, it’s true that once you become a parent, you will never sleep again. Let that sink in for a moment…)
Still can’t sleep?
Make a puppet show!
With socks!
No, not for the kids.
They’ve been asleep for hours.
Hey, what do you think you’re doing?
Wake up!
Insomnia is calling!
~Happy Friday, friends! Hope your week has been wonderful!~
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