Sleepless

So just as I am drifting off to sleep in the wee hours, Dominic wakes up, so Julie brings him out to the living room to watch TV so she can go back to sleep on the couch. He watches two episodes of The Backyardigans, shouting intermittently before he falls back asleep and Julie takes him back to bed with her.

So now I am finally just drifting off once more when I hear the familiar "screech, grunt, grind, crash" of the garbage truck and of course realize I have not taken out the trash! So up I hop, into my jeans and teeshirt, no socks or shoes and haul ass into the kitchen. I grab the trash from under the sink, grab whatever is lying around and make a mad dash outside to throw the bag in the rubbish bin and wheel it across the lane to where they pick it up, JUST in the nick of time as they are creeping along towards me.

Only halfway back to the porch does it hit me how cold the ground is and my feet start feeling like they are burning from the cold! I manage to make it back inside without any permanent damage to my delicate piggies.

And now, the morning cacophony of wild birds has begun. I swear there are fifty different types of birds in this mini-grove of trees outside my bedroom window. I think Julie has been doing a little bird-watching with her binocs from the front porch. Either that or we have some very interesting neighbors, because she always has them with her out there when she goes to smoke. I keep meaning to ask her what's to see.

Gonna give sleep a last chance. I think I'll make cheese cakes tonight. Larry is coming for dinner tomorrow and I promised him a cheese cake last time he came over.