It amazes me the things that float around one's head when you're sleep deprived. Be afraid!

I was sitting here earlier thinking about what I could not live with out if I was stranded on a desert island. Don't ask why. There are simply some things I could not go without! So, my sleep deprived foggy self made a list:

1. Diet Coke: I fear having to go without my daily fix of this brown bubbly substance, would have me swinging from the trees like a wild angry monkey!

2. Lotion: I developed my addiction to lotion while living in Colorado. It's a "dry cold" right, BNP? Yeah, it's a dry your whole body out kind of cold!! So now even back in Texas...I am constantly slapping this substance on myself. I'm a "slippery" kind of girl!

3. Jolly Ranchers: When I quit smoking several years ago, these little wonders became my new "fix". I carry a bag of these in my brief case at ALL TIMES! I'm constantly told I smell "fruity". Is that a good or bad thing?

4. My 80's Cd's: Some of my must haves would be: Squeeze, R.E.M., Duran Duran, OMD, The Cult, Go-Go's, Modern English, The Beastie Boys, Huey Lewis and the News just to name a few!

Popping one of these bad boys into the CD player is like stepping back in time! Plus, I have several very "groovy" dance routines I could do to kill time and amuse myself! Bonus!

5. Cheese: Yes, I know weird huh? But alas I fear I am a cheese addict. All kinds of cheese, except Swiss cheese. Ick...Swiss Cheese Bad! I have a very close bond with "Hal" the deli dude at my grocery store. I’d really miss "Hal" if I were stranded.

6. Carmex: I picked up my nasty little addiction to this while in Colorado, too. It's really icky stuff...if you ever really gander at it. Just like the lotion fix, gotta have the lip grease!

7. My Pillows: I have 6 fluffy, "just right for me" pillows on my bed! When I crawl into bed at night, I'm sure it looks like I have been eaten alive by the pillow monsters! Hey, when you are single...you have to improvise. Gotta have the pillows.

8. My favorite T-Shirt: I acquired this bad boy while attending the day long Earth Day concert in College. Man, the stories this shirt could tell!

Sure it has a few "unidentified" stains on it and a few holes in the wrong places, and you can no longer read the writing on it...but I love this shirt. It would be a desert island "Must Have"!

Well, those are the things I fear I'd go crazy without. I fear with drawls would be near fatal! What are some of the things ya'll could not live without???

I know, I need to get some sleep. Hopefully, the little one will be feeling better tonight so I can rest this weary brain. If I don't get some sleep soon, ya'll should be afraid about my future blog posts!

I'm so tired... just plain overtired. You know the kind of tired where you have just passed the point of no return? Eyes crossin' kind of tired!

My little Doodle Bug is still really sick, and it's been a restless night. She's sleeping 20-30 minutes at a time, and I'm so afraid if I fall asleep being this exhausted that I won't hear her if she gets sick. Poor thing. I hate this for her.

I've been thrown up on 3 times today! Party down! A world record by all accounts. I have had 4 showers...3 to rinse off the obvious, and one just to make sure there isn't anything left hanging out in the crevices!

I have been working on the lap top most of the day. Either sitting next to her on the couch, or now in bed. I had 35 freaking employee reviews I had to have done by tomorrow. The reviews my employees were supposed to have at year end. But the "Corporate" Butt Heads decided to fire half the HR dept. and upper management right before the holidays! Tis the season! Jerks. So my boss told me Friday I had to have them all done by tomorrow. Man, it was an ass whopping! But it's done.

I was supposed to go to Austin for business for 2 days this week. That ain't happening now. I'm trying to get one of the guys that work for me to go...but I am having to kiss a lot of butt cheek to make it happen.

Night Bug, I think I am so gonna have to give back "Big Boy" teddy bear! Karma’s kicking me in the keester yet again! You'd have to read my "bitter" Valentine's Day blog to get this. I deserve it...but I really don't wanna give the bear back!

It's nights like tonight that I would really like to fly down to Florida and stick my size 7 up my Ex-Husbands ass! He's never had to stay up all night with a child, never had to rearrange his life, or worry this way! Then again, he's also missed all the good stuff...the important stuff. And I wouldn't trade those things for anything under the sun!

Yet, sometimes...sometimes it would be nice just to have a little help with it all.

I usually take this with a grain a salt, and keep trucking'! You have to, or you'll go crazy!

Yet, sometimes...it really gets the better of you. If I weren't so damn tired, I don't think I'd be having this "Pity Party". I'm not really one to complain (only in joking ways!) but tonight I am dead beat tired! (Gawd...I'm sounding WAY TOO Texan tonight!)

I'm wondering if I should just go be the fry girl somewhere? I'd be great at saying, "Hey, you want some fries with that shake??"

My daughter asked today why I worked so much. Of course I think the obvious answer is because I want to take care of her and provide. I wonder what it looks like through her eyes...I think she just wishes there was more time. I do, too.

Well...I better try and cat nap. I'm hoping tomorrow has me back to my old self...and that little one wakes up fever free and feeling better.

And if I can make it through the night without getting thrown up on...I'll be grateful! I don't think my poor body can take one more shower...I'm startin' to prune people! NOT PRETTY!

Someone send Mr. Sandman my way...pretty, pretty please!

Well, the title of this blog says it all...I look and feel the part to a "T"!

As I predicted it was indeed a long night. I think I've had a whole 2 hours sleep, and that's kinda pushing it! CALGON TAKE ME AWAY!!

I awoke the first time to the soft whispers of, "Mommy, Mommy!” Before I even had the chance to sit up...I was ambushed by a stream of vomit...which made sure I was WIDE awake!

As a Mom this is not the first time I have been mistaken as a toilet, but somehow you just never get used to it. NEVER.

So, I hose us both down, change the sheets, and comfort the uncontrollable sobs of a little girl who is horrified that she just "upchucked" on Mommy. I assure her over and over that it's not a big deal...Mommy's 100% washable.

Finally back to sleep. Then the dog has to go out. I am so getting her a litter box! Of course she couldn't go pee the other 10 times we were awake! No!

It was a night of Ups and Downs and countless mad dashes to the bathroom! Finally, I put a bucket next to the bed; we're just cutting it too close for comfort anymore.

At 5:30 a.m. I just decided to get up and start the day. Why not? Sleep is overrated anyway, right? Right?


I was on the phone with my boss a while ago. My daughter comes running up to me. Her eyes are watering, and there are these weird alien like gurgle sounds coming from within her!

I take her hand rushing down the hall to the bathroom. My boss, who I have asked several times to hold on, is still running his mouth..BLAH! BLAH! BLAH! Then the most horrible loud noise erupted from my daughter as did what was left of her "cookies".

My Boss: "OH MY GAWD! Did she just throw up right now?"

Me: "Yes, sorry."

My Boss: "Gross! Why didn't you let me go and call me back?"

Me:

My Boss: Call me later, or better yet email me."

Click.

Guess we grossed him out! I give my daughter a high five! LOL And at least this time she hit the hardwood floor, and only my socks! BONUS!

Anyway, this has been my day thus far. I called her doctor's office, and those overpaid idiots were no help. I'm so glad they make the "big" bucks!

Doctors Office: Well, there isn't much we can do. Give it 24 hours and call back if she hasn't improved."

Brilliant people.

What's 24 hours you ask? 24 hours is EVERYTHING, when you are having a Dawn of the Dead kind of day!

I'm sitting here sipping a cup of hot tea, listening to some Frank Sinatra, and chillin' in my favorite flannels....

I was getting ready to call it a night, when the little one stumbled out of bed saying she didn't feel well. She's sick, running a fever. Just got her back to sleep, but I have a feeling it's going to be a long night. If you have kids you know exactly what I mean.

It's when she's sick I always find myself feeling most helpless as a mother. When there just isn't much you can do to make them feel better. When they seem so fragile...and you'd do anything to take that pain away.

I find myself in a reflective mood tonight...this weekend has given me a lot to think about. Hoping a little more time with good old "Blue Eyes" will put my mind at ease, and send my daughter and I both into a restful slumber.

Good-Night Bloggers!

I had a late night phone call last night. No, it wasn't a "bootie" call...it was...my Mother!

I had just fallen asleep, and my cell phone rang. I was certain it was one of my intoxicated friends calling to annoy me after the bars had closed. Alas, it was Mom. I wish it had been a friend.

This is how the conversation went:

AM: Hello?

Mom: Hi, Honey. Did I wake you?

AM: (In my mind....DUH, Mom! It's 2 freakin' a.m.!) No, it's okay. What's going on?

Mom: Oh, we just left the party. I wanted to see how your night was.

My folks had gone to a charity auction dinner for the school and church I grew up in.

AM: My night was fine. Why are you calling on my cell phone?

Mom: I didn't want to wake the little one. (Guess she didn't care about waking the "big" one!) I'm glad you had a good night. We had a wonderful, wonderful time. (giggle, giggle) I saw some of your old teachers and friends. They wanted me to tell you hello. (giggle, giggle)

Guess she needed to relay the "hellos" right away...lest she forget!

AM: That's cool. Mom, are you, are you drunk??

Just as I ask I hear Dad in the background.

Dad: You're Mom is lit like a (insert bad word) tree!! Come on hang up the damn phone, let the poor girl go back to sleep. Hang up the phone.

Mom: Oh, hush! I can call who I want to. I can talk to my daughter when I want to. Shut up.

Great now she's going to be a self righteous drunk!

Dad: You going to call and wake up all your kids?

Mom: If I want to. Yes, I might. I might. (She makes some weird noise. I think she's giving Daddy the raspberries!)I might call them all. They are my kids. I can do what I want, when I want.

Now she sounds like my 8 year old!

Yup, Mom was lit. This is weird. My mom enjoys her glass of wine every night, but I have only seen her drunk once in my life. It was at the 40th Wedding Anniversary party we gave them a few years ago. It wasn't pretty then, and it ain't pretty now!

AM: Well, I'm glad you had fun. Ya'll be safe.

Mom isn't done talking. Mom is talking non-stop about stupid stuff. I don't think she's taking a breath in-between. She keeps giggling. I want to go to sleep.

Mom: Well, we're almost home. I'll let you go honey. You really should get some sleep. (DUH, Woman...been trying to!) I need to go give your Dad some love. (giggle, giggle)

AM: Gross Mom. I don't want to hear it.

Mom: What? You think we don't do "it" anymore? (Oh GAWD, someone put me out of my misery now!) You think we are old or something??? Grow up, we can talk about sex. You're a grown up now.

AM: I don't want to know what ya'll do Mom. I don't care how "grown up" I am. (I'm feeling nauseous now.)

Mom: (Giggle, Giggle) She tells Dad...Aw, I am embarrassing her.

Dad: You're embarrassing me too. Hang up the God blessed phone!

Mom: Alright, alright. Well, I'll talk to you tomorrow Honey. I love you.

A.M. Love you too. Bye.

I hung up and lay there for a while. I kept tossing and turning. Now I had this horrible creepy vision that my parents were going home to get "Busy"!! Why in the hell did she have to call and bless me with that visual? Why???

I finally fell asleep. I returned the favor this morning, by calling her very early. Mom was a little under the weather, and didn't wanna chat. Figures!