Wednesday, January 9, 2008

Up all night

Sleep all day. hopefully not. I'm having a bit of trouble settling down tonight. This time it's not due to napping in the day, or worrying about a problem. actually, i think it's because i feel too good. does that make sense? I feel sooo tired, but when I lay my head on my pillow my mind wanders and tries to process too many things all at once. brain overload. it can only handle so many things at one time before it just says woh! enough. whatever the cause of my mind swirling and swirling round various topics, it is now ridiculously late. I'll either be too tired to function tomorrow, or be tempted to sleep in too late. My kids won't complain. I let them stay up too late too. As soon as their heads hit the pillow, they were out. sweet sleep.

So, in light of being up too late, and trying to settle the grey matter, here are some things that are totally unrelated to one another. get ready. this may take a while.

Did you know the human head weighs 8 pounds? thank you Jerry Maguire kid.

When I was in 8th grade i got detention because a boy kissed me on the cheek and a teacher caught him. I was totally innocent in the matter, but still punished right along with him. I was mortified.

I play the trumpet. It's been a long time since I've picked one up though. I was pretty good. Sometimes I dream I'm trying to play and cant remember the fingering.

I have very vivid dreams.

I don't like mice, or rats, or gerbils or... ew!! thinking about it grosses me out. As little as two years ago I had severe panic attacks when I saw one, heard one, thought I saw one, thought I heard one, or someone mentioned having seen, heard or otherwise. It got so bad my throat would close up. When it reached that height of fear, I decided that I didn't want to carry around fear. Perfect love casts out fear, so I started to pray about it. It's much better now, but I still hate them!!

When I was little we lived in more houses than I can count on 2 hands. When I turned 5 it slowed down a little bit, and my parents settled where they still live today when I was in elementary school. I've grown to love the countryside and thrive on fresh "country air" (read cow manure) and sunshine. My dad always dreamed of having a farm someday and passed on his love of nature to me. My kids are in love with our new pet silkie chickens.

I got married when I was really young, so even though I'll soon have a 10 year old, I haven't hit the big 3-0. (only a few more months now though.)

I've been in 4 auto accidents-none of them my fault. This is how I've developed a love for my chiropractors. They help keep me feeling human.

I can roll my tongue. Must have inherited it from my dad, cause my mum can't do it. It grosses her out when we do which we then do all the more cause it's fun to watch her squirm. I love my mum.

I could go on and on. I told you, I can't sleep. I think I'll do a little prayer room, read a little, and then hopefully drift off.

oh! one more thing which will probably get lost in all this nonsense. In case you have stopped by here, wondering who the cyberstalker was(I'm not stalking you, I just click obsessively!!) I've done the whole google reader thing. I'll try it anyway. I kinda miss all the colors and pretty music when I actually click on the site or blog, but I 'll give it a fair shot.