tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12947560.post3840928609349841504..comments2007-03-26T05:45:27.312-06:00C. Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17480875440863002634noreply@blogger.comBlogger26125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12947560.post-74294492866525593612007-03-26T05:45:00.000-06:002007-03-26T05:45:00.000-06:00HEY! I was just looking at the date of this post, and I couldn't sleep that night EITHER! It was two nights before I had a big test, and I tossed and turned and flipped and watched TV and read scriptures...ALL things that will put me to sleep. AND I DIDN'T GO! UGH! Maybe it's something about sleeping Sunday to Monday because I'm having a similar problem now!Kikihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08981012267978132075noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12947560.post-70858145161533034042007-03-26T05:40:00.000-06:002007-03-26T05:40:00.000-06:00This morning, my body and mind woke up super early, which means I'm going to crash at 10 AM when I'm going to be cramming for a test I have at noon. So, I've been reading blogs I haven't gotten to read in a month at least. This post cracked me up so much that I think I woke up the rest of the house occupants. I know it wasn't a post composed of funny circumstances, but the telling made me cackle. And I love your smirk in that picture up there.Kikihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08981012267978132075noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12947560.post-37351494005454299812007-03-20T19:12:00.000-06:002007-03-20T19:12:00.000-06:00I like that picture. You look lusty, farts.b.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05200037742651165832noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12947560.post-6627529277023367452007-03-20T18:11:00.000-06:002007-03-20T18:11:00.000-06:00sigh . . . guess our faith wasn't enough to get Chup better?<BR/><BR/>maybe the oil was rancid . . .<BR/><BR/>don't know 'bout some o' the others here, but as for me and my house, even having children doesn't mean sleeping early OR NOT sleeping in. <BR/><BR/>Unfortunately, our kids are often done with breakfast and getting ready for school on their own before we get out of bed. <BR/><BR/>Okay, maybe that just applies to me. I'd like to think Becca is as lazy as me, but that'd be a blatant lie.<BR/><BR/>not sure if this is your kind of game, but i found my most recent late-night game addiction at www.handdrawngames.com . . .Thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03447539017528084658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12947560.post-20536301332516936502007-03-20T13:56:00.000-06:002007-03-20T13:56:00.000-06:00Great post. Lusty farts. Love that term. I'm going to think of ways to use it in casual conversation--maybe even in a talk at church.Lindseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17092184516428832757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12947560.post-18325370923705271692007-03-20T12:04:00.000-06:002007-03-20T12:04:00.000-06:00Yes. To all. You should have worn your gloves as a sleep-talisman.La Yenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15044092297673361855noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12947560.post-90388577540738715712007-03-20T10:40:00.000-06:002007-03-20T10:40:00.000-06:00If you and Chup are going to spend all night awake, may I come plop Trey in between the two of you so I can sleep? We'll be right over...more caffeine, pleasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06700980008836722108noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12947560.post-49757498943276857082007-03-20T10:21:00.000-06:002007-03-20T10:21:00.000-06:00We love Skip-Bo. And IM-ing each other while in seperate rooms (do you guys play Solitaire Showdown too?) And a really good night's sleep.<BR/><BR/>Okay, I haven't had a good night's sleep since I entered my third trimester with my now 16 month old (refuses to sleep through the night) baby. But, I guess two out of three ain't bad.This is mehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04029222863413761445noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12947560.post-82517170960858509462007-03-20T09:15:00.000-06:002007-03-20T09:15:00.000-06:00I don't understand. Partially because I don't know what a micky-ficky is. But I do understand the bladder waking you up - I HATEHATEHATE that! I try really hard not to drink after 7pm; even when I'm parched and/or dehydrated.Lucky Red Henhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02999331968314504791noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12947560.post-27939840710344669152007-03-20T08:29:00.000-06:002007-03-20T08:29:00.000-06:00The crazy stalk-yell-er blog fan wasn't me was it? I mean I do know where you live, but it's not like I frequent the neighborhood or anything. And usually I come bearing gifts.<BR/><BR/>I ask because a favorite co-worker of mine had a dream about me that same night and in it I was yelling at her because she made a mistake that cost the company a ton of money. Of course I would never yell over something like that. But what could it mean if two people had dreams on the very same night about me yelling at them? Freaky!<BR/><BR/>Speaking of freaky. I have tried to post a comment about the kellymccaleb/simoncowell dream post three times--twice on her blog and now once on yours. Every time my browser crashes. Is that weird?compulsive writerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13414972890937798371noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12947560.post-44795008531209780452007-03-19T23:27:00.000-06:002007-03-19T23:27:00.000-06:00I feel for you, I really do. I sometimes kind of fell your pain. Sometimes. Thanks heaven that doesn't happen very often. There's nothing worse than a bad nights sleep.maydayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03718756937746747529noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12947560.post-82251282487957354942007-03-19T20:04:00.000-06:002007-03-19T20:04:00.000-06:00oooooops. can i sheepishly admit that you hate ME? I sent the text message...my phone had been broke (yes, broke) since last week, and then, magically, this morning, it worked, and I quick sent reply texts to all who sent me big ol' THANK YOU messages during the previous four days. <BR/><BR/>so sorry. <BR/><BR/>you sleep tomorrow in li'l car.~j.http://www.blogger.com/profile/02959570365515658547noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12947560.post-51468352940616156192007-03-19T19:26:00.001-06:002007-03-19T19:26:00.001-06:00Blog dreams = the new viral shirt?<BR/><BR/>Hey, sorry you both had a rough nite. Ours wasn't much better. I woke up dreaming that my hub was in love with this beautiful dancer, and all his family agreed they'd rather see him with her, if only I was not in the way. Of course, Rob had disaster cleanup to deal with after that one.<BR/><BR/>Better luck this p.m., and nice picture.Geohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13928364622023202837noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12947560.post-61923763571047929902007-03-19T19:26:00.000-06:002007-03-19T19:26:00.000-06:00I gonna bet that you didn't have your hot cocoa before bedtime, didn't you? <BR/><BR/>I have never had bad dreams after drinking a nice, wholesome mug of hot , steaming cocoa before going to bed.<BR/><BR/>Did Chup share his crazy sleep pinching dream reason with you?pflower10http://www.blogger.com/profile/04200159039339534493noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12947560.post-45695617027166497192007-03-19T18:00:00.000-06:002007-03-19T18:00:00.000-06:00I didn't make that connection... we do like the song Lollipop....Bekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02421106490759593190noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12947560.post-82371923747324458022007-03-19T16:48:00.000-06:002007-03-19T16:48:00.000-06:00Scerry. <BR/><BR/>I'd much rather have my dream than yours. Haha. Although the thought of Chup with a yellow wiffle ball bat...hahahaha. I'm sure the thought would cause any would-be stalkers to rethink their future actions.metamorphosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11965669520527591687noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12947560.post-37729603269902962262007-03-19T15:15:00.000-06:002007-03-19T15:15:00.000-06:00Did you change the sex of the stalker to protect my identity? If so, thanks. If not, consider it.<BR/><BR/>I too can appreciate your Tetris hang-up. We have the old school Tetris on NES and the new one for the XBox (we bought it in a fit of obsession). Wanna come over tonight and play?<BR/><BR/>Then you can sleep over and see that even though we do have children we can still get a good night's sleep. It's called sedatives.<BR/><BR/>PS- Thank Chup for the pics of Adelaide. Unless you come over. Then I will thank him myself.davey's hammerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03504312955015448840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12947560.post-64044704625071107062007-03-19T15:12:00.000-06:002007-03-19T15:12:00.000-06:00My Other Half talks math problems when he sleeps. <BR/><BR/>Me? I don't sleep. Don't believe in it.Azúcarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13859567470814286102noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12947560.post-63955472436078450122007-03-19T14:50:00.000-06:002007-03-19T14:50:00.000-06:00Bek, that <I>is</I> funny because the album, as you know, is called "Life in <B>Cartoon</B>Motion" I think I might be crushing too. Have you heard his song Big Girl You Are Beautiful? Gem.<BR/><BR/>Nie, OF COURSE I'drather. I am just trying to be Mrs. Brightside (don't you just love The Killers? Mormons Rock!)c janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17480875440863002634noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12947560.post-44656098101364285802007-03-19T14:35:00.000-06:002007-03-19T14:35:00.000-06:00I love tetis..... have you gotten hooked on Bejeweled yet? My kids are obsessed with that one...<BR/><BR/>sorry for the no sleep... have you hear the song "Parklife" by Blur? That post reminded me of that. There is a line where "he is rudely awakend by the binmen" :-)<BR/><BR/>Also, that Mika song is great. We bought it (of course) and listen to it a million times a day. My 6 year old thinks he "is cute" and "just loves it so much when he sings really high, it makes my tummy feel happy" !!!!!!!! Her first crush on a non cartoon character..... Funny, huh?Bekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02421106490759593190noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12947560.post-25569654641226546692007-03-19T13:51:00.000-06:002007-03-19T13:51:00.000-06:00cjane, let it be known that you would RATHER have children...right?<BR/>that first sentance sorta sounds like you are one of those bitchy women who hate kids and have WAY more important things to do than have kidsnie niehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06173163776699395960noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12947560.post-36684558717026083752007-03-19T12:28:00.000-06:002007-03-19T12:28:00.000-06:00Now that you and Sleep have had your little spat, you can kiss and make up...a good nights rest is just around the corner.Lylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03260672421125052182noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12947560.post-1057987310784065262007-03-19T12:20:00.000-06:002007-03-19T12:20:00.000-06:00Wow. I had a hard night last night, too. I ended up sleeping with my head at the foot of my bed. You know that's a bad night.<BR/><BR/>That's funny and horrific about the blogging dream! I've had a dream about blogging, but it was way more calm. I can't remember it too well, but I think it was more like "What's up? You blog? Nice."Cardinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13260768171568324499noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12947560.post-30589317496812939072007-03-19T12:18:00.000-06:002007-03-19T12:18:00.000-06:00That is good to know that Lee is in the hood, Cari, just in case.<BR/><BR/>And Justine, this is very weird. It means that as you have graduated from the Y so will your daughters. Peace out.c janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17480875440863002634noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12947560.post-26731412989775674042007-03-19T12:09:00.000-06:002007-03-19T12:09:00.000-06:00Two of my daughters AND me all dreamed about cougars on the same night two nights ago.<BR/><BR/>What does it all mean!?!Justinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15796718258913715805noreply@blogger.com