Note To Self:

STOP DRINKING COFFEE IN THE EVENING!

At least two days in a row.

Wednesday evening at our small group, I helped Marc drink the pot of coffee he'd made.

I fully expected to be awake all night.

Happily, not.

However, last night we had our Princess Margaret Meet The Teacher/ Home & School Barbecue... and Lana did a Timstop on her way back from running an errand.

I think it was the extra- large double on top of half a pot of coffee the night before...

Whatever it was, I woke up at 3:40... and here I still am.

I did the side to side flip-flop, turn the pillow, breathe deeply to try to fool your brain into thinking it's sleeping thing... for about an hour, then I decided to do what "they" say to do, and I got up.

You, know... walk it off... read a book or something... if you can't sleep don't lie in bed...

I left the lights out, with a "get- up- with- the- baby- but- don't- turn- the- lights- on-so- she- doesn't- wake- up- all- the- way" mentality... but it didn't work.

I made a cup of tea and sweetened it with honey... I thought I'd work out my wakefulness here, but ended up coming downstairs, because the upstairs computer, for reasons that I do not fully comprehend is in "safe mode"... (and I couldn't get the internet to work up there)

So far, I've had a lovely chat with  my Swiss daughter, I've pretty much finished my tea, I posted my French ABC song (if you know the REAL words, tell me what they are! I made that one up) and my stomach has begun to think it must be breakfast time, because after all, you stupid woman, you've been awake for more than two hours so it must be time to feed me. (so saith the stomach)

Maybe a banana and some Spider Solitaire...

Maybe some Leviticus or Numbers...

Maybe a boot to the head...

Well, we'll start with the banana, and begin the process of justifying a nap today...maybe they will get banana bread for breakfast! That only takes an hour to bake...