Bent Spaghetti, Katrina's Gator, Good TV and Strep Throat

The sickness is subsiding. I did have strep, and on Tuesday I had to go to the doctor to get antibiotics. Then on Wednesday I wasn’t allowed back at work yet, because I had not been on the antibiotics for 24 hours. So Thursday I was back to work. I am feeling much better, I still have a cough and a stuffy nose, but my throat isn’t really sore anymore. Unless I am coughing that is.

Work has been fine. House has been fine. Our bedroom has drywall, and some mud and tape, they are sanding today. My new Ribbon and Craft Organizers came Wednesday evening and Jimmy and Brad hung them on Thursday. That was cool. I am excited. It cleared up tons of space on my table for a bigger work area. Of course now I have had 3 days off work, without pay because I have no PTO since the wedding, so that stinks…. But at least Evan is in the field so that means extra money. My check next week will be meager and small. Icky.

My sister sent me an email yesterday with the 21 foot alligator that they supposedly found swimming the streets of New Orleans after Katrina. Yeah right. So I looked it up on Snopes, and it was really found 3 years ago in the Republic of the Congo, and it wasn’t the size the email claimed it was. So if you get that email, don’t believe it.

Another thing you might not believe. Bent Spaghetti. Spaghetti “bent” in half to the breaking point does not break in half, but in fact, into three or more pieces. Don’t believe it? Check out the video and the supporting facts.

Watched some great TV last night. Starting with the season premiere of the OC, and then onto the new show Reunion which was AWESOME. The cast is phenomenal, They have all been in other great shows and or movies. It’s amazing the differing roles they play. Evan and Mom even liked that Reunion. Then we watched Tuesday’s episode of “My Name is Earl” and I laughed so much. Totally worth it. I love how they all drive el Caminos and have 1970’s sofas, wood paneling, and those trailer park kitchen tables and chairs- priceless.

This weekend will be the rescheduled dog walk (tomorrow morning) and then I will work on Sunday. This past week Evan made big plans for us this weekend, he promised to take me to Tanner’s Orchard and then we would get his dad’s truck to take my dad his thatcher that Evan’s dad borrowed, and Evan and I would get a corn shock for the yard and put up the scarecrow. Well, then he got a call from Bones, whose bachelor party “golfing” is this Saturday, so all those plans got cancelled. My fun day with my husband- all gone. Boo-Hoo. SO he said we will do all that next weekend, but I will be gone to Angela’s and to Chicago for the weekend, and so we will not get to do it then either. SO I might be going to Tanner’s by myself this year, or not at all. That is so sad. Although I did just read that they are open till 8pm on weeknights. That’s a thought. But with Evan in the fields I will still have to go alone.

Two Stinky Dogs and a Cough

Today, I am sick. I have been sick for 1 week and non-functionable for exactly 1.75 days. Ick. I am thinking it is strep but I am not going to take antibiotics and go to the Doctor, partly because of my $1000 deductible and partly because I don't want to waste half a day driving there and back when I feel crappy. While I doubt you want to hear the details of my lost voice and raw throat, I will note that I slept for 3 hours on Saturday afternoon and for 5 hours on Sunday afternoon... and I presently feel a mixture of fever, coughing up a lung, and like my head is a giant cement block with nostrils the size of pin holes through which I attempt to breathe.

I am home today, from sheer exhaustion and my need to be medicated and soothed by cough drops, water, breathe right strips, and sleep. Today I will relax, between loads of laundry and organizing my desk. I can't just lie in bed all day for one more day, in case I get bedsores, and When I put on my wedding ring today I noted that the sickness may have robbed me of some weight and or water. Ugh. Must move forward.

I am in the office as my bedroom is currently located in the living room and they are putting up drywall 5 feet from my bed, in what was formerly known as our bedroom and we hope will be known as such again someday soon. The dogs are here on their beds, which need badly washed, and they are unaccustomed to being in this room with their beds, but they are gated in to leave the drywalling process alone.

The Strut Your Mutt dog walk got rained out on Saturday, but not until we had stood in the rain with our umbrellas for about 30 minutes. We have rescheduled for this weekend and it is supposed to be nice and sunny- but I think being out in that rain, and having the house open and all damp and humid, is what accelerated my disase and finally pushed me over the edge to "sick and incapable" versus "sick and functioning."

Well, I am already exhausted and it is only 9:215, which puts me awake for about 1.25 hours and bathed, dressed, and coughing ferociously. My voice is half present at this time.

Animals of Katrina...

I ran across this MSN Blog today.... I really love it. And most everything is interesting and well written, whether you agree upon it or not. This post, and it's comments, about the animal survivors of Katrina, interested me greatly, and I would like to share, and encourage you to read it.

Golf Ball Sized Hail in Wyanet Today...

I took these photos in my front yard, about 10 minutes after the storm had stopped hailing. These are golf ball sized and larger hailstones. Keep in mind they had been sitting on the ground for about 10 minutes in the 85 degree weather before I took photos, so they have melted a bit.

Embellishments Organized! Tuna Packets!

Well, I had a nice day today. The highlight of my day was my lunch. I recently bought Tuna Creations by Star Kist, packets of pre-drained, pre-seasoned tuna. I love tuna. Today I had the Lemon Pepper and tomorrow I will eat Garlic Herb. YUM! I just keep them in my fridge at work, so they are cold. Then I tear off the top and mix it with mayo (I Have a squeeze jar at work, and we also have those mayo packets in the cafe) and make me some Tuna salad. 1 packet makes a hearty round sandwich, I usually have mine on hawaiian sandwich rolls with colby jack deli cheese. It was FABULOUS. I need to go buy more, and some for home, that's how good it was.

Last night the Close to My Heart Show arrived at my door for the 10-15 club that we have going. I was super lucky to be the first ever hostess. I got $40 in free merchandise, so I picked out three marker sets... Harvest, Spring Harmong, and The Basic Colors. Awesome. Plus I had ordered a My Accents Organizer and enough craft jars to fill it. So last night my mom and I took all of my eyelets, brads, clips, buttons, flowers, etc and put them into craft jars. We labeled the colors on the stampin up and close to my heart eyelets, put labels from my label maker right on the lids. It is so cool. I love it, and it is perfect with the My Acrylix block organizer that I already use all the time. And even better they will fit nicely down inside the rolling crate I have so that when I travel I am all packed up!

So tonight I hope to test out my markers. They are so pretty. I am still waiting for my ribbon organizer and craft organizers I bought from www.craftlocker.com - I mailed a check like September 10th and They haven't even received it yet. Argh. I should have used a credit card but the bank had mine as they were changing my name on it, and it wasn't working until they got the name changed and got it all reissued.

We went to sleep at 3:30 am and I got up at 7am. Icky. Then I was ready for work by 8, but I had a headache, and didn't have to be at work till 9:30, so I laid around for a while on my bed until Jimmy came in with the air compressor and the nail gun... then I went and took some aspirin, took the dogs out for the morning, and Hi-Ho, Hi-Ho, It's off to work I go.

Husband has been a very good man this week... and He has been duly rewarded. I was mildly upset yesterday. He was going to shovel corn and beans out of the grain bins. We have been through this before, so the night before I made a comment that he would not be wearing his good tennis shoes.... and he said "Of course not, I will wear my work boots" and when he arrived home the following day, his good tennis shoes, $50 sketchers that were once white/grey/and black, were now stinking like corn and covered in dust. Ick. He said "I forgot which shoes when I left I was in a hurry" and I was like ARGH!!!!!!! Angry. Angry Angry. Shoes, especially sketchers, do not grow on trees, and neither does the money that it takes to buy them. Men.

OHHH! I just checked my email and my craft locker order has shipped! My check must have arrived! It looks like it will be here soon! I can't wait. Now if I just purchase my wall mounted ink storage shelves, I can put all those goodies on the walls and be ready to work up a storm! How exciting!

Ready for Rita?

Here's Red Rita!

I find it interesting how officials are saying "Get out of Rita's path, this is your warning and you have plenty of time." It is also so interesting to watch how the hurricane picks up speed and power and has been upgraded from twopical storm to hurricane and from a category 3 to a category 4. I hope everyone heeds warnings this time. Also, all the rain out to the west is heading our way and we will have rain starting tonight with predicted thunderstorms, and continuing through at least Monday, according to our local forecast. We will see breaks on Saturday and Sunday it seems, with rain every other day and most nights. I wonder what will happen when Rita hits landfall and weather associated with the hurricane clashes with the clouds coming from out west? It will be interesting I am sure. I forgot my cell phone AGAIN today, how stupid can you be? That's what happens when you get up 1 hour early and leave over an hour early for work- your brain doesn't function! Ugh! So I need to run to Wal-mart to get some bottled water, milk, bread, and some of those cool orange swirled halloween chocolate chips. I also need some fiber choice chewables, I Hear that they are great for IBS. I sure hope so! That's all for now!

Tweezers that won't tweeze - and Harvest Time

Wednesday. Halfway there! This weekend will be kind of eventful. Evan and I will take the dogs to the Strut your Mutt Dog Walk on Saturday, and then on Sunday I will work.

I am convinced at this point that I have IBS. If I am super careful what I eat, it's not bad... but two nights ago I broke down and ate curly fries, oh my god. I have been paying for it for two days. It's like cramping constantly. It just makes you feel terrible. I have discovered I can eat a cheeseburger without much problem, but if you deep fry it anything or season it heavily, it's a different story.

Last night I was at Brad and Anya's for a while. a co-worker and I took some maternity clothes over for Anya to try on, and she found some cute ones and I think she was really pleased. She's on bedrest for another 4 weeks. I know she is bored. Poor girl.

Nothing definite planned for the rest of the week. It is payroll week for me, which is nice, but Also the end of the month, so there are LOTS of bills due, 3 loan payments, power bill, cell phone bill.... etc. And the cingular bill was SOOOOO high last month- $211.00 because of our new phone "upgrade" charges, and then roaming from Canada (ouch) and of course we bought some ringtones for our new phones. Ugh. Oh well. I was really hoping for groceries this week but that may need to wait a week or so. Everything in the fridge is dead. It needs cleaned out. I hate that job. Thank god for a garbage disposal and dishwasher.

My pet peeve of the day: Tweezers that won't tweeze. I have 3 pair that I bought from Avon and I love them. But one pair just won't tweeze! It's like the ends don't squeeze together tight enough. I needed to tweeze eyebrows this morning and I have been putting it off a bit, but all I have been able to find is the pair that won't tweeze, so I am like trying to inspect the ends but they LOOK normal. What a strange defect. SO finally I found a pair of older ones that did the job, but it looked like someone had dipped them in a candle, cuz I think there was wax on them? Strange. I should run all my tweezers through the dishwasher- once I find them!

Besides that I guess that everything is normal. Evan is getting started for harvest, yesterday he moved augers and today he shovels corn out of bins to get them cleaned out and ready for harvest. I love it when harvest comes. It is my favorite time of year for one. It all stems back to my ag background, and the grain elevator, but even back since I was a kid, it was very exciting.

Once a year Pete DeMarlie, grandma's cousin, would come out to the farm with his gleaner. I remember going to grandmas to help her make lunches and deliver them to the field. I remember they always got a banana. And I would get to climb the backs of the old Osage wagons and taste the soybeans from inside.

After being neck deep in harvest for years, especially at the grain elevator, it's a thing I really miss. I remember the overtime, the great paychecks they brought with them, and the farmers just before dawn and just after dark, pulling in with their loads and looking for a hot cup of coffee. Everyone loved the rush. I miss that.

It makes me feel good to see Evan involved in it, to see them in the field, to sit with grandpa bob in the truck while he "supervises" the auger and sneaks a piece of cake that he isn't supposed to have. I am glad that someday my kids will get to be part of harvest, even if it only means taking a ride in the tractor with their dad or grandpa, and maybe watching them unload the grain carts into the bin, or loading on the run from the combine.

It's like football weather, and halloween, and the crinkle of leaves when you walk through them. Hot chocolate ar a fresh apple... sweatshirts and jeans and tennis shoes. That fall breeze and even the way that leaves stick to the ground after it rains. Fat orange pumpkins and corn stalks with scarecrows. It is by far the best part of the year.

Pat Robertson's Weather Forcast-

Can you believe this guy? What a nutcase. Do you suppose he has started building his ark yet? I have a hard time believing that god is vengeful. I suppose that is why he blames it on the devil, and that god has simply "lifted his protection." I also have a hard time believing that a book (such as the bible) that was written thousands of years ago by pompous old white men supposedly is the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth, not to mention that it has been translated, and re-translated over the years to fit each person's liking. Anyone has the right to believe in the bible, in it's entirety, or in the points that they agree with, and they also have the right not to believe in it at all. I hardly think you can list the bible as "fact." I don't suppose we will be seeing this guy on the weather channel anytime soon?

Text below was Posted by John Bill on August 27, 2005 12:13 PM (See all posts by John Bill)

Noted Climatologist Pat Robertson said at a recent Intelligent Design Weather Symposium that he believes that Florida's hurricane problems are due to the devil.

"We have insulted God with legal abortion and restrictions on religion in public places. Then we say 'why does this happen?' Well, why it's happening is that God Almighty is lifting his protection from us. Florida is just seething with Godless Cubans and Satan worshipping Catholic Mexicans. By turning our backs on Jesus, we have let God unleash the Devil down there."

Mr. Robertson was heckled by protesters who were claiming "Global Warming" to be the cause. They were written off by Mr. Robertson as liberals and Satan loving homosexuals off the record.

On the record Mr. Robertson said:
”Their science couldn’t possible be right. Their computer model shows that the Earth is billions of years old and every Christian knows that’s a Commie lie. Look, God only made the universe and the Earth which it revolves around about 6,000 years ago. It is a proven fact, just look in Genesis.”Mr. Robertson is set to release his findings in more detail later this year at the conference for The National Christian Science Foundation.

Good Luck With Rita, Ebay, and Other junk

Today at work we had a power outage. That was exciting, especially when you are in the IT department. But I can't blog more on that or I may be a victim of "Blogger filed for discussing company business" so I will steer clear of that discussion entirely.

Over all it has been a good day, although there are still a few hours left before I call it time to sleep.... so there is still time for it to get all fucked up I guess.

I did receive my Creative Memories Order, I bought some refill pages for my 7x7 album, and some protectors for the pages, and some other little goodies- but BEST OF ALL was the power sort box. It is SOOOO Fabulous, I can't wait to get started. I also bought some extra divider tabs for it, And I can't wait to get home to my stack of pictures that is filling up a whole container, and sort them by occasion and pages. Then when I sit down to scrapbook, hopefully I can look at things one page at a time instead of being overwhelmed by what I have to get done. Hopefully.

For some reason eBay was freaky today. When I logged into my ebay, I got lots of errors that "not all of my information was available at this time" and couldn't see items I was bidding on, paid for, or had recently won, etc etc. How frustrating is that? Got me worried about where eBay is located and all that. But I logged in an hour later and all was back to normal. On September 7th I paid for 4 items via payapal, and on the 13th I received 3 of those 4 items via USPS Priority Mail. 2 weeks later, there is one item that I have not received. I emailed today as I am a bit concerned about what may have happened. The seller is located in California, so probably not affected by Katrina or Rita or whoever else (hurricane wise) might show up.

Speaking of hurricane's good luck to all those about to face up with Rita. And if we have learned anything about hurricane's lately..... Please evacuate. Possessions mean nothing if you aren't alive.

Dr Jekyll and Mr Husband enter their final fantasy

Why is it that husbands can be so nice one moment and so mean the next. Husbands new gig is camping out it the living room playing Final Fantasy Online. His friends play also, but 2 of them work second shift. So Husband doesn't get to play "with them" until 11pm.

So, our house is crazy right now to begin with, we are like "mid-remodel" and our bedroom is in the living room, approximately 8 feet from the TV and 5 feet from the clicking final fantasy keyboarding.

We recently got cable, so I have some shows that I like to watch at night, after we have had supper and cleaned up our mess. Last night was dog kennel night, so I went straight from work to the kennels, and didn't get home until about 7:30. We ate at like 8:15 (typical eating time at our house is anywhere between 6pm and 10pm) and then Evan was already settled into Final Fantasy. Well- that pretty much ensures that I can't watch any TV, because the only one in the house with an antenna and/or cable is the one he is in front of.

So I think I might read, but I am kinda tired so I take a bath at go to bed at about 10:30. Well, Previously we had discussed that the game playing would end at midnight each night, so that we could both get up and so that we could both sleep - I figure it is only courtesy because he is about 5 feet from my head. Thankfully he does turn the sound down and the lights off, so the glow from the TV and the dogs still awake is all I deal with. Well at 1:18 he is still playing strong and I had been woke up about 500 times and I was so ticked!

He expresses that this will be what he does every single night of the week. In some ways, I support this, because I would rather have him be at home than somewhere else. But at the same time, I an not sure that playing a video game all night every night is entirely healthy for a relationship. Not to mention that I can't watch any TV, and that there are house chores to get done too. So we will see. I am hoping that this game will eventually get old.

One of his friends calls from his cell phone at work during breaks so that he can ask "who is online" and what is going on. Keep in mind these are 25 and 16 year olds, not 15-17 year olds.

I enjoy games, but as an addition to my life- not as my life. I love Simpsons Hit and Run and Sims and Mario. But I can rarely play games for more than an hour, and the only ones I can recall playing for longer were the pokemon games for Gameboy Color and the Sims for PC.

Wiley Wiggins and Mr Yuk

So today, the strangest thing happened. I was online and I ran across a blog posting about the AMC Special "The Making of Dazed and Confused" that aired LAST NIGHT. Damn. I was ticked that I missed it! So I then ran across a posting about the new (FINALLY) DVD release in 2006 of Dazed and Confused with all kinds of extras. Of course there has been talk about that for so long, I pretty much went "whatever, I will believe it when I see it" and then the blogger linked their source as Wiley Wiggins. I was like NO way. So anyway, I happened across his blog, also on blogger.com, and then happened upon his personal/professional website http://www.wileywiggins.com/

I was pretty thrilled about this. How often do actors/filmographers design and maintain their own website, and a blog? Especially one not entirely related to themselves? I guess it impresses upon me the reality - that as an actor, he is still a reachable person. I was also enthused that he works for Apple in Texas. So he is a computer geek like me, and although we have differing interests, we have some similar. It was incredibly refreshing. You may not know him, but he was "Mitch Kramer" in Dazed and Confused. I sent him an email and it was cool to read his reply, although it was short.

One of the things on his site that really made me laugh was an icon for Mr. Yuk. Now I don't know how to better describe Mr. Yuk than the round green sticker from the poison control center that was on all the rotary phones in our house in the late 70's and early 80's. And he also had a scrubbing bubbles icon that was awesome. So check it out if you have the time.

Storms by the Devil and Super Undies

I really don't like Mondays. Who does? Icky. It stormed big last night, leading me to have a reoccuring dream that up until last night I never realized that I had ever had before, but now that I woke up immediately after having it, it was so fresh in my mind I remember having had it many times before. The strange thing with me, is I tend to dream about what is actually going on while I am sleeping. Sounds and things that happen around me while I sleep are almost always translated into dreams. When the storm was coming through, I was sleeping and didn't even realize it was coming, but in my dream there was a storm coming. Evan came in and it woke me up, and I told him I was having a bad dream and he said something about a "storm coming" and I couldn't figure out how he knew about the storm in my dream, but a storm really was coming. So we closed some windows.

In the dream, I am at my parents house (I think that is because that is where I lived when I started having this dream) and There are a bunch of people there, out in the backyard and kinda towards grandpa's house, where the clothesline was. There is a storm coming in, so everyone picks up their stuff and goes inside. Everyone is in the living room, and they are talking and laughing (it's late, dark) and The phone rings. No one else hears it ring. So I go answer it, depending on the dream, I either go down a level to the family room in the closet, or up a level to my parent's room, and when I pick up the phone, there is a bad man on the other end. I don't mean like a pervert, heavy breather man. I don't even mean a real man. I mean like the devil. Evan laughs at me when I say that. But He controls the storm, and his voice is really creepy and dead sounding. And then I can't talk to him, and no one knows that he is calling, and no one knows he is making a bad storm come.... except me.

Strange? Definitely.

In other news, household is doing fairly well. Laundry is proceeding nicely, I completed several loads last night and one more this morning. I will probably need to go home at lunch to switch more loads around, and to get clothes for the kennel tonight. Kitchen is clean, keeping up with the dishes in the dishwasher and had husband help me load it last night. It is so nice to have help, I can not even believe it. It's like living a whole different life, where I can scrapbook and read a book and relax. Like taking the dogs for a ride and on a picnic. Free time! When he helps, I have some! It's a revelation! When I think about it, I can be wonder woman, sure. But Wonder woman is certain to be a much better crime fighter with the Justice League there to back her up, right? So Wonder woman could fight crime by herself, but she would be such a happier lady if she didn't have to fight evil alone. Plus I am sure she would be much nicer to Superman if he were around once in a while. If he was off screwing off, and she did all the crime fighting, and then he shows up at the end and is like "Hey, where's my socks" Most likely wonder woman would be pissed. Like she doesn't have better things to do than wash his socks and underwear and keep track of where they are, right?

Your closet is not a gym locker.... and other Towel tales

I really wish there were such a thing as Self-Laundering Clothing. I have to say that while I get a positive feeling from having clean clothes, from a fluffy stack of freshly-folded towels, and the colorful swirls of a basketful of clean underwear... I hate laundry. I hate that I have to gather it, carry it, sort it, wash it, dry it, fold it, hang it, carry it upstairs and cram it into drawers and closets. 98% of the time by MYSELF. I hate that I have to buy $14 family sized jugs of laundry detergent and fabric softener and that the lint trap is always being emptied into the garbage that is overflowing with lint. Ugh. We have so much laundry here, we could be FIVE people.

The husband was appalled when we first moved in together 5 years ago, at the thought of using a bath towel more than once before washing it again. Appalled. I tried to explain to him the concept that when you USE a bath towel you are freshly showered and AS CLEAN AS YOU CAN BE so there is not really towel contamination. When he was at home with mom, I know he grabbed a fresh towel from the shelf, and hung it on a towel hook, and the next time he came back, that towel had magically walked down to the washer, laundered itself, dried itself, refolded itself, and added itself to the pile of fresh folded towels on the shelf. So now in my house we go about a week (sometimes shorter, depending) with 1 set of 2 towels. At least I do. Husband isn't so clever- and to think I don't notice that he only uses the same towel twice. I am reminding myself right now that I will teach my sons the proper care of towels.

Firstly, he never excercises the proper hanging of a towel, so that when you return, it is dried and ready for re use. His method involves grasping the towel into a bundle, and lying the entire width of the towel bundled up over the towel hook. He has done this for so long that the paint is has peeled and is completely gone from the area where his towel hangs. Every day when he would leave for work, I would follow behind him, pick up his socks and boxers from theh floor behind the bathroom door, shut the shower curtain that he was trying to grow mold on, and re-hang his towels on the towel hook. After 5 years, I am really not so into that anymore. I figure that anyone should be able to handle their own towel hanging.

Another towel pet peeve- WET TOWELS in the hamper. No no!!! How many clothing items have been ruined by the bleeding of colors due to a wet towel? Not to mention, How wonderfully does a hamper smell when 1 week later, when you take it to the basement to sort laundry... there has been wet towel smooshed in the center all week? Ugh. I also hate the "multi-hang" when he hangs multiple (2-3) towels on the same towel hook. HOW IN THE WORLD do you think that will help?? tell me that. How will they dry sitting on top of each other?

And the other thing- DIRTY CLOTHES being put on the floor of your closet instead of the hamper. I tried and tried to break that habit, and my main explanation is that your closet is not a GYM LOCKER to be smelling like stinky socks and sweaty shorts. Gross! Why would you like your clean clothes and your dress shirts to smell like you just pulled them out of a gym locker? Not attractive! And the husband HAS good hygeine! It's unvbelievable that this could happen! Yet we go over this phenomenon of Closet does not equal locker about a ZILLLLLION times!

Oh, and I ran across this blog posting on the frequency of washing sheets and towels. I would say I wash sheets every two weeks. Sometimes sooner. But usually every other Sunday I strip the bed, and wash and change the quilt to, I have three quilts and a comforter that I cycle between. So that's the DOWN and DIRTY! What's your opinion?

Family Guy...

It's Sunday evening and I am watching family guy on Fox, and waiting for laundry. Boyd and Hadley and I went on a "Sunday Drive" Today and took some pictures that turned out pretty good. We stopped off at City County Park and had a picnic- Sausage Pizza Bread on our red striped picnic blanket. Then this afternoon I went to the Friends of Strays Open house and helped introduce people to dogs.

When I got home, Boyd and I took a nap and then Evan came home and made supper. He had done several loads of laundry, cleaned the dog's kennel (really well) and their houses, and taken their "outside beds" to the laundry mat in Buda. Fabulous. What a fabulous husband. 4 stars. We had cheese ravioli and texas toast garlic bread with cheese (Evan the chef) and then we watched Simpsons, and Family Guy, and all that.

This episode Stewie is on the floor playing with Simon Says. Stewie said "Simon Do Your Worst." It's the episode where Peter goes out to sea and they think he dies so Lois marries Brian. Then Peter comes back. This show Is hilarious. So when Brian tells Lois that he thinks they should break up and she can go back with Peter, Stewie is hiding on the stairs. When Brian tells Lois, Stewie Says from the stairs- "Ha ha Bitch, you got jacked bitch." Hilarious.

I can't believe that this weekend is almost over and tomorrow is Monday. Ick. I dont WANT to go back to work!

Power Nap from Hell

Wow! Talk about a power nap! I fell asleep at about 5:15pm. I woke up at 8:45pm. I really didn't even feel that tired, just a little cranky and I didn't want to do any of the tasks at hand. I thought "Wouldn't a nap be nice?" SO i lay down just for a second and BAM I wake up and it is dark.

But you know, the recommendation is that a power nap last no longer than 20-30 minutes, because "Longer naps can make you groggy and tired." I assume that they mean that once you go past 30 minutes, if you don't let your body wake itself up (meaning sleep for that full 3 hours until you feel rested and wake up naturally) that when you wake up (unnaturally in an hour or so) you will be more cranky than before.

I agree that initially I am a bit cranky if not allowed to nap to my desired extent. But that doesn't mean I break off in nap time in 30 minutes. I had always believed that those people who can nap for just 30 minutes either ARE NOT TIRED enough to really NEED a nap, or they are those type of people who can sleep anywhere at anytime (husband) and are known to fall asleep in the car, in the chair, on a bus, airplane, etc... whenever they are sitting for a period of time longer than 1 hour, etc. I am NOT one of those people. I only sleep on trips in excess of 2-4 hours and sometimes not even then. Even as an avid taker of Dramamine to control motion sickness, I have stayed awake the whole time on a 4 hour flight.... Just because I am alert and can't sleep, despite trying.

So I started to look online for information about power napping, and discovered that anything beyond 30 minutes is not considered power napping. So what DO we call a 3 hour nap? I googled "really long nap" and found lots of information on paint rollers and a story about a dinosaur that died and was fossillized while sleeping. Yikes. So I know that if I sleep longer than 30 minutes I may become fossillized. Oh and in my searches I also founf out that NIN cancelled it's two upcoming concerts because their drummer Jerome is hospitalized with chest pains and an irregular heartbeat. Wow. Being a NIN Fan, I didn't even know that and was surprised. I checked the nin Website and found that he is better and the Monday show will go on as usual (Pheonix, Arizona.) All this over a "long nap."