I know how you feel. I can't sleep either. Probably because it's only three in the afternoon, and I'm at work, but I'd still rather be sleepin'
Is it because you're worried how the library's gonna do without you starting next week? I'll bet if you asked them to let you stay on, all your sleep problems would disappear!I haven't been to bed before 2AM in over 5 days. It's gonna come crashing down on me soon!
Nope, not a library problem. Many thoughts. So many thoughts. I've filled up at least 10 pages in my "real" journal in the last day or so. Ugg.
Geez, that was fast! I commented here before I saw the post below. Hope it all works out, whatever it may be....
Thank ya, deary. :o)
Andi, you like the Sundays? One of my favorites. I saw them at a club in Cincinatti in 1993. "Here's Where the Story Ends" is one of my favorite songs of all time.Damn, my perv blog crush on you just keeps growing.
Rock a bye baby on the treetopWhen the wind blows the cradle will rock.When the bough breaks the cradle will fall.Down will come baby, cradle and all.Such a VIOLENT lullaby(not sure if USA have this one) I wonder what possesed our parents to sing it to us
Todd,Love the Sundays. The floatiness appeals to me. Great sleeping music, too.
BIG,We do have that lullaby in the US, and I've never understood what the hell that's all about either. Scare tactics to get us to sleep?
big and andi,My mom would say that she would "rock us to sleep with a real rock" if we didn't go to bed. Threating to stone your child is apparently a good sleep inducer as well.
Ha! I would've settled for that method last night actually.
My daughter sings that all the time. We got her a baby doll to cheer her up at the hospital and the first thing she did was crawl up on her bed, pretend to give it a bottle, rock it, and sing that song. It was pretty cute. Would have been cuter if she hadn't had that dang IV in her arm though.
Aww, Heather, she sounds so cute. It almost makes my ovaries twitch...then I think abou the PAIN.
She was more than worth it.
I'm sure she was. Rachel's son Aaron gives me hope that I might be a decent mother someday. I get to practice on him.
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