Reese is beautiful.
I know that every mother believes that their child, or children, are beautiful. Some will argue that biochemical changes during pregnancy and after delivery are to blame for this type of reaction to our off-spring. Some may argue straight up love and emotional bonds are the culprit. Whatever the reason we, as biological or adoptive parents, think our kids are the cutest darn things that humankind will ever see.
OK, I know I make a horrible sick person. I complain and I am moody. I want to bury myself like a mole under blankets and make the world leave me alone. All the while being outraged that I am too sick to partake in the world that I want to leave me alone. See how difficult “sick me” is?!?!
I am sick … and I had insomnia last night. Fun. No, not at all.
At about 3:45 this morning I could bear the boredom no more and reached for my cellphone. I know, a major “no no” when you are in the midst of insomnia. Brain stimulation, yadda, yadda, yadda. Yep, I get it. I have had bouts of insomnia since I was 10 years old so I know all the “shoulds” and “shouldn’ts”. But with the thought of laying there for another 3 hours I did it anyway. If I had felt better I would have done plenty of other things but since I can’t move without coughing or dripping snot (oh yeah, I went there), I decided resting with my phone was my best option.
The problem with me going on my phone is that no matter where I may start I always end up reading a barrage of unrelated articles on the Internet … one link always leads to another. Always. And this morning I read about all sorts of things.
Coffee, I should drink it, because it’s good for me.
The Oscars, I really need to see some movies.
Hello Kitty, that little girl is everywhere and has everything like Barbie.
Runners, we are a weird bunch.
Food, I really like it and when I can taste again I will make some new recipes.
MedWeb, I have everything on there … and it’s scary.
Fame, it’s definitely not for everyone.
Politics, I just don’t get it.
Drugs, don’t do them, stick with coffee.
Crime, I think it’s bad.
Terrorism, I think it’s worse.
And Supermodels, I want to feed them.
The problem with all of my new found knowledge is that it’s all just a sleepy snotty (ew) blur to me at this point. Which should make for interesting conversations with me later today.
Anyone up for a latte in a Hello Kitty mug? Yawn. Sneeze. Drip. Cough.
Well, I hope you all have a day where you keep your stories straight!!!
Pitter-patter plip-plop … pitter-patter plip-plop. As much as I dislike the rain and cold, I must admit that there is something calming about listening to it fall.
Well, I hope you all had a day were you enjoyed the sound of peace!!!
Today my friend and I finished our last long training run for the Los Angeles Marathon. We ran 22.5 miles to Corona Del Mar, one of my favorite beaches. It was long and hard especially the nasty two mile hill at mile 18. But we did it, and we couldn’t be happier that the peak of our training is done.
Well, I hope you all had a day where you were glad the hardest part is over!!!