Post Number 100

I am tired (always so tired!) and suffering from a headache. So I want to curl up in bed with a Yule Log Cake (long story), watch a back-episode of Heroes, and sink into a carb/TV-induced coma. But that would lead to fitful sleep. So maybe I will be able to write. I am supposed to be adding to my novel every night (except Mondays) now, but sometimes I just get to the computer and am so physically and emotionally exhausted that I really believe I don't have it in me. And I have this list--there is always a list--of things I would like to accomplish around the house before the fall and I begin home-schooling (the day after Labor Day), like scrubbing out the fire place and moving kitchen cupboard around, etc. etc. However, we are also starting the brain diet that week, so it will be a lot of adjusting for all of us. (Note: Girl is not actually of age to start kindergarten this year, but is more than academically ready, so I am going to try to do kindergarten while also applying for her to start a charter school next year and we'll just see how it all plays out.)

Last night Kev and I went from watching a movie out toward the bathroom to get ready for bed. Coming from Girl's room was a honking sound which, upon further investigation, proved to be an alarm clock beeping and beeping. Girl was curled up under her sheets with her hands over her ears and her face squinched up into disapproval... and fast asleep. As Kevin switched off the alarm her hands slid down, her face turned peaceful and with a sigh she just kept on snoozing. Turns out the alarm had been sounding for 18 minutes! Too funny. She has no recollection of it, but she giggled over the story, all the same.