Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Cat...no, bunny nap



I've tried just about every method imaginable to cure my insomnia, but still nothing proves successful. Perhaps my sleep pattern is just a symbol of my life...what are you getting at here insomnia? Try, fail, try, fail, try....success where art thou? Why is it that no matter how much I tire myself out in the day (hey, searching for jobs on craigslist while feasting on candy corn can be pretty exhausting!) I still cannot fall asleep though. I feel tired, I lay down and am in fact tired, too tired to read or get up and do something productive, but I never actually fall asleep. My brain is like a constant TV, but good shows usually aren't even on...it's like being forced to watch old re-runs of lame sitcoms in fact, the trivial and humdrum facets of life dominate most of my night. The same thoughts, worries, daydreams. Enough is enough. My current problem could be solved, I really do believe, If I get a pet bunny. You see this is my present hang up. It's all I want and all I can think about. I really wanted to get a pet baldwin when i lived in San Diego (a hairless guinea pig), but the last were sold two days before I got to the pet store and since they are so rare I was out of luck and in tears. A bunny is my next choice, well the only option Dad will consider, and I have everything planned out-- from a bunny run in the backyard, to the carousel I will build for it, and walks using a leash or pushing it in a stroller when it's too tired. I will read to it and teach it colors and shapes and how to grow up big and strong. Also, I would like to go to the pumpkin patch and pet the goats and get a pumpkin. Life will be so simple once I can reach these all too distant seeming goals. Pray for me :-)

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Today's Politits


It's finally starting to feel like fall! As I drive in the car to pick up Annie from school I'm delighted by all the beautiful leaves starting to change color, the lovely smell of fresh rain, and the...wait a second, SWEATY MAN BOOBS! That's right folks; business slacks, nice shoes, and no shirt. Now before I go on, I must give some credit to the man who was apparently playing a game of soccer with his kids and got a little too toasty. Parents go ahead and spend time interacting with your kids, show interest in their activities, but please no matter how sweaty you may get, if you are over 40 and over weight, I beg you- keep the shirt on (especially when you can nicely fill out a C cup)! My political standpoint as of today--Obama should take a break from economical issues and face the real demise of our society...sweaty man boobs!