Could. Not. Sleep.
It was one of those nights. I finally fell asleep somewhere around 3:30 after much tossing and turning. I finally fell asleep – - doing the sinking-into-the-bed-one-body-part-at-a-time thing. Starting with my little toe, I made it up to my right hip and that’s all I can remember. The cats were wild as hell last night and woke me up a few times as they were chasing each other, wildly, around the bedroom. Then at 6 a.m. this morning, I was hearing the phone ring in my dream. Over and over and over. I woke up and found out it wasn’t in my dream – - looked at the TV, realized I left FoxNews on while I slept. . . so I woke up to John Kerry traipsing around some field in a hunting jackat, hauling a dead goose . . I went to answer the phone and it was my daughter’s friend.
I wasn’t very nice to this sweet girl who is calling at 6 a.m. “Steph – what could you possibly want at 6 am that you couldn’t talk to her about at school?” . . . “I wanted to know what she is wearing today.”
For this I got out of bed. “Clothes, Steph – she’s wearing clothes. Buh bye.” (I’m trying to remember a time when I might have done the same thing at 13 )
I just decided to go upstairs and make myself a coffee. So here I sit.
we were that stupid, Lisa
so whatcha wearin’ today?
LOL UG,
Hey you were so much nicer than I would have been, and my daughter would have caught it too. We have a moratorium on incoming calls after 8pm, when the little ones go to bed, my daughter and her friends all know they had better not call after then….
My sisters and I still do that when we are going to a common event. And I am 30.
In other news, I am headed up to your neck of the woods tonight, Lisa…going for the Dallas game on Sunday. I can’t wait!
ha ha, that’s funny.
well except for the part about being woken up so early.
nice… Yeah, I went to a show last monday and my friend and I showed up _quite_ similarly dressed. The guy I showed up with (just a friend?) made goood fun of this… “did’ya call and plan this?” AS IF! He said we must have girlfriend clothing telepathy then…
I still call my friends up to ask what they’re wearing. It never ends!
Hello! Thanks for dropping by my blog. Looking forward to reading your posts. Have a nice day.
Boy I can relate to that experience…I have a son in college who’s never home but boy does he get calls at all hours!
Surfed in, stayed to read a while. I totally sympathize with your reaction to the pre-dawn phone call; girls used to call my son at all hours. Come on over.