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		<title>Vampire at heart</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 23 Nov 2008 04:45:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Heather</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[As I sit here eating a healthy snack chips and dip, watching Saturday Night Live, I realize what I really miss the most about my &#8216;pre-kid&#8217; life.  I miss staying up late.  It&#8217;s not that I miss sleeping.  I&#8217;ve adjusted pretty well to getting six interrupted hours of sleep a night.  [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>As I sit here eating a <del>healthy snack</del> chips and dip, watching Saturday Night Live, I realize what I really miss the most about my &#8216;pre-kid&#8217; life.  I miss staying up late.  It&#8217;s not that I miss sleeping.  I&#8217;ve adjusted pretty well to getting six interrupted hours of sleep a night.  I mean, it took me five years to get adjusted to it, but I&#8217;m there now.  It&#8217;s almost midnight right now.  I could easily stay awake until 2 or 3.  But I know that I&#8217;ll be getting up at 7:00 or 7:30.  Six hours I can handle.  Four or five, not so much.</p>
<p>I&#8217;ve always been that way.  Never really a morning person.  I&#8217;ve come to appreciate the mornings.  I actually have a lot of energy in the morning, and get a lot accomplished.  But I really have a feeling of peace late at night.  And after tending bar for all those years, it just felt right to stay up late.  OK, just needed to share.  Sleeping rant over.</p>
<p>I&#8217;m actually really looking forward to Thanksgiving this year.  I always get together with my brother and his family on the morning of Thanksgiving.  We catch the parade and chow on some breakfast.  It&#8217;s been at their house the past couple of years, but they&#8217;re coming to my Grand Maronda Home (did you hear the sarcasm?).  Then, we&#8217;re going to have dinner with the hubby&#8217;s family at the restaurant.  It will be the first time that we will all be able to sit at the same table and eat.  We&#8217;re usually scattered throughout somebody&#8217;s house, each of us with a Styrofoam plate on our laps.  The restaurant is closed to the public, and we figured the clean up will be easier there, too.  If I did my count right, there&#8217;s the possibility of 40 people for dinner.</p>
<p>Here&#8217;s my kid conversation for today.  It&#8217;s a short one.  As Becca&#8217;s getting out of the tub, she&#8217;s rattling off names of shapes in Spanish.  So, she asks me if I know what a quadrado is.  (And I got it right!).  Then she asked me how to say &#8217;stripes&#8217; in Spanish. </p>
<p>Me:  &#8220;I don&#8217;t know&#8221;<br />Becca:  &#8220;I don&#8217;t know&#8221; means stripes in Spanish?<br />Me:  &#8220;Smart ass!&#8221;</p>
<p>And as I finish writing this, Chloe just woke up screaming.  Gotta go &#8211; looks like I have a cuddle buddy tonight.</p>
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		<title>I didn&#8217;t fall asleep. Really.</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 16 Nov 2008 03:25:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Heather</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Well, let&#8217;s see.  Today is Saturday, and I said that I was going to write again on Thursday night, if I didn&#8217;t fall asleep.  Well, the bad news is that I didn&#8217;t write on Thursday (or, depending on whether or not you like to listen to my drivel &#8211; that might be the good news). [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">Well, let&#8217;s see.  Today is Saturday, and I said that I was going to write again on Thursday night, if I didn&#8217;t fall asleep.  Well, the bad news is that I didn&#8217;t write on Thursday (or, depending on whether or not you like to listen to my drivel &#8211; that might be the good news).  I did NOT, however, fall asleep with the girls.  I came downstairs and worked.  Yes, I worked and worked.  And not on restaurant stuff, either.  I worked on t shrits.  And it was fun.  I mada a couple of new designs, but this one is one of my not-so-famous quotes:</span>
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<p><center><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span><a href="http://www.tkqlhce.com/click-2255246-10463747?url=http://www.cafepress.com/brainlintdotnet.329649871&amp;SID=CPAPLink_P_brainlintdotnet329649871_11152008&amp;XID=6506199"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"><img src="http://www.awltovhc.com/image-2255246-10463747?imgurl=http://prodtn.cafepress.com/1/329649871_F_tn.jpg" border="0" alt="" /><br /></span></a></center><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"><br />So, definitely not a wasted evening.  I stayed up until about 1:00 am.  The next night, however, is a different story.  Last night I didn&#8217;t fall asleep in bed with Becca.  Came downstairs all ready to watch some grown up tv.  Ten minutes later&#8230;asleep.  Oh well.  <br /></span>
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<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">We went to the book fair at the primary school on Friday morning.  The girls really enjoyed picking out some books (of course they wanted more than the 3 each I let them get!).  As Chloe and I were in the car on the way there, we had an extreme &#8216;Why?&#8217; moment.  If you are the parent of a three year old, I&#8217;m sure you know what this is.  Every. Single. Answer. Gets. A. Why.</span></div>
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">Here&#8217;s how the conversation basically went:</span></div>
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<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">&#8220;Mom, can i feed Mackie (the fish) when we get home?&#8221;</span></div>
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">&#8220;Sorry, Chlo.  I already fed Mackie today.&#8221;</span></div>
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">&#8220;Why?&#8221;</span></div>
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">&#8220;Um, because he was hungry&#8221;</span></div>
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">&#8220;Why?&#8221;</span></div>
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">&#8220;Because everything needs to eat.&#8221;</span></div>
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">&#8220;Why?&#8221;</span></div>
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">&#8220;Because if things don&#8217;t eat, they&#8217;ll die.&#8221;</span></div>
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">&#8220;Why?&#8221;</span></div>
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">(deep calming breath) &#8220;I don&#8217;t know Chlo.  Because.&#8221;</span></div>
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<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">Then it gets funny.  Really, Chloe just cracks me up.</span></div>
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<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">&#8216;Mom, dead fish go in the potty.&#8221;</span></div>
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">&#8220;Right, Chlo&#8221;</span></div>
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">&#8220;But not alive fish.  You can&#8217;t put alive fish in the potty.&#8221;</span></div>
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">&#8220;No, Chloe.  You can&#8217;t put alive fish in the potty.&#8221;</span></div>
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">&#8220;Yeah, because then they would get pee on them.&#8221;</span></div>
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">&#8220;Right, Chlo.  They would get pee on them.&#8221;</span></div>
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<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">Well that satisfied her.  We drive along, bee-bopping to the radio and enjoying the sunshine.  A few minutes later, I get this question.</span></div>
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div>
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">&#8220;Mom, Do fish pee in the water?&#8221;</span></div>
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">&#8220;Well, yeah, Chloe.  Fish pee in the water.&#8221;</span></div>
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">&#8220;AAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!&#8221;</span></div>
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<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">So, there is some Chloe conversation for ya.</span></div>
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<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">Since this post touched on sleep a little bit, I&#8217;m going to share this really interesting stuff about </span><a href="http://www.stevepavlina.com/blog/2005/10/polyphasic-sleep/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">polyphasic sleep</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">.  Polyphasic sleep basically is sleeping for 20 minutes every four hours.  And that&#8217;s it.  This gentleman actually slept this way for five months.  It was really interesting to read through how it went.  </span></div>
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<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">OK, gotta snack before I go to bed!</span></div>
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		<title>I didn&#039;t fall asleep. Really.</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 16 Nov 2008 03:25:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Heather</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Well, let&#8217;s see.  Today is Saturday, and I said that I was going to write again on Thursday night, if I didn&#8217;t fall asleep.  Well, the bad news is that I didn&#8217;t write on Thursday (or, depending on whether or not you like to listen to my drivel &#8211; that might be the good news). [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">Well, let&#8217;s see.  Today is Saturday, and I said that I was going to write again on Thursday night, if I didn&#8217;t fall asleep.  Well, the bad news is that I didn&#8217;t write on Thursday (or, depending on whether or not you like to listen to my drivel &#8211; that might be the good news).  I did NOT, however, fall asleep with the girls.  I came downstairs and worked.  Yes, I worked and worked.  And not on restaurant stuff, either.  I worked on t shrits.  And it was fun.  I mada a couple of new designs, but this one is one of my not-so-famous quotes:</span>
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div>
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<p><center><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span><a href="http://www.tkqlhce.com/click-2255246-10463747?url=http://www.cafepress.com/brainlintdotnet.329649871&amp;SID=CPAPLink_P_brainlintdotnet329649871_11152008&amp;XID=6506199"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"><img src="http://www.awltovhc.com/image-2255246-10463747?imgurl=http://prodtn.cafepress.com/1/329649871_F_tn.jpg" border="0" alt="" /><br /></span></a></center><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"><br />So, definitely not a wasted evening.  I stayed up until about 1:00 am.  The next night, however, is a different story.  Last night I didn&#8217;t fall asleep in bed with Becca.  Came downstairs all ready to watch some grown up tv.  Ten minutes later&#8230;asleep.  Oh well.  <br /></span>
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div>
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">We went to the book fair at the primary school on Friday morning.  The girls really enjoyed picking out some books (of course they wanted more than the 3 each I let them get!).  As Chloe and I were in the car on the way there, we had an extreme &#8216;Why?&#8217; moment.  If you are the parent of a three year old, I&#8217;m sure you know what this is.  Every. Single. Answer. Gets. A. Why.</span></div>
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">Here&#8217;s how the conversation basically went:</span></div>
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div>
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">&#8220;Mom, can i feed Mackie (the fish) when we get home?&#8221;</span></div>
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">&#8220;Sorry, Chlo.  I already fed Mackie today.&#8221;</span></div>
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">&#8220;Why?&#8221;</span></div>
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">&#8220;Um, because he was hungry&#8221;</span></div>
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">&#8220;Why?&#8221;</span></div>
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">&#8220;Because everything needs to eat.&#8221;</span></div>
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">&#8220;Why?&#8221;</span></div>
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">&#8220;Because if things don&#8217;t eat, they&#8217;ll die.&#8221;</span></div>
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">&#8220;Why?&#8221;</span></div>
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">(deep calming breath) &#8220;I don&#8217;t know Chlo.  Because.&#8221;</span></div>
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div>
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">Then it gets funny.  Really, Chloe just cracks me up.</span></div>
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div>
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">&#8216;Mom, dead fish go in the potty.&#8221;</span></div>
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">&#8220;Right, Chlo&#8221;</span></div>
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">&#8220;But not alive fish.  You can&#8217;t put alive fish in the potty.&#8221;</span></div>
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">&#8220;No, Chloe.  You can&#8217;t put alive fish in the potty.&#8221;</span></div>
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">&#8220;Yeah, because then they would get pee on them.&#8221;</span></div>
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">&#8220;Right, Chlo.  They would get pee on them.&#8221;</span></div>
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div>
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">Well that satisfied her.  We drive along, bee-bopping to the radio and enjoying the sunshine.  A few minutes later, I get this question.</span></div>
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div>
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">&#8220;Mom, Do fish pee in the water?&#8221;</span></div>
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">&#8220;Well, yeah, Chloe.  Fish pee in the water.&#8221;</span></div>
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">&#8220;AAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!&#8221;</span></div>
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div>
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">So, there is some Chloe conversation for ya.</span></div>
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div>
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">Since this post touched on sleep a little bit, I&#8217;m going to share this really interesting stuff about </span><a href="http://www.stevepavlina.com/blog/2005/10/polyphasic-sleep/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">polyphasic sleep</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">.  Polyphasic sleep basically is sleeping for 20 minutes every four hours.  And that&#8217;s it.  This gentleman actually slept this way for five months.  It was really interesting to read through how it went.  </span></div>
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div>
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">OK, gotta snack before I go to bed!</span></div>
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