Funny

sorry about the language that needs to be bleeped...

Welcome to the World Little One (again)

It's been a busy week!

Mae Callister
23 April, 2010
('auntie em' for the 18th time!)

Seems Fitting

- the the semester that caused almost daily migraines for a while ended with a migraine yesterday.

But I'm done. I survived.

Thank goodness.

Welcome to the World Little One

Rosalie Jane Anderson
21 April, 2010
('auntie em' for the 17th time!)

The Beauty of Early Morning Hours

I love waking up early. I do. That doesn't mean I actually wake up early. Most the time I going to sleep 'early.' Last night was no exception. I turned off the light at 1:30. This morning, however, was an exception. Especially exceptional for a weekend.

I woke up at 6:30 with zero sleep hangover. In fact, I was so wide awake that I could have been waking up at noon after a long relaxing beautiful night of sleep.

This was not the case.

The case was this.

My smoke detector was going off. Not only was my smoke detector going off, but multiple smoke detectors were going off. There was all sorts of chirping, squawking, squealing, and wailing going on that I was sure the house was going to crumble around me.

It didn't.

I jumped out of bed and ran to the door. Before I opened the door, however, I remembered to check the handle for heat. If there was a blazing inferno outside my room, I wanted to know about it. (grade school fire safety really stayed with me :) Feeling a cool handle, I opened the door and went into the hallway. Not sure if it was early morning hazy, or smoke, I ventured out slowly (somehow forgetting that if there was smoke I would most likely be able to smell it...) keeping Dingo from running ahead. After trying to turn on a light and failing, I walked down toward the kitchen to see if anything was wrong there. Nothing. I went downstairs in time to meet up with my brother-in-law who was coming out to see what was going on.

After courageously staying with me (hovering close behind me, never really next to me) - and me having a few images of 'I Am Legend' running through my head - Dingo ran off somewhere to avoid all the noise. After things were taken care of I found him in my parents bathroom - one of the quieter places available to him at the time. I was kind of surprised he wasn't hiding in their closet, except that it was dark in there and brave beast that he is...

Best we could figure it, the power went off, and since one or two of the smoke detectors had a low or no battery - and since they're all wired into the same system - they started blaring. I wish I had recorded just a bit of the screeching going on. Oh well. You'll just have to imagine it.

So, that was my Sunday morning.

But I wasn't lying. I really do love the early morning.

And I also love the house not being on fire.

now I know why my parents
went to Hawaii this week

I Smell Spring

For the first time this year I smelled freshly mowed grass.
I love the smell of freshly mowed grass.

a fat little sparrow outside my window a few weeks ago

Right now I'm hearing the birds chirp outside my window.
I wish I could have them as background noise all the time.
I don't think I'd ever get sick of their pleasing little chirps.

I Must Have Been Tired

Yesterday I got home around 4:30.
Yesterday I fell asleep around 5:30.
This morning I woke up around 3:30.
This morning I fell asleep around 4:30.
This morning I woke up around 8:30.

You do the math.

I must have been exhausted.