Thursday, December 5, 2013

Things that are lame


Dear sleep,
Miss you.
Need you.
Please come back and see me, my personal army is running me into the ground and I fear that the threat of mutiny is a real one.  Like something out of Animal Farm--or so it feels like.
No but seriously, it's sort of like an Animal Farm around here lately.  Mud, food, slop, poop.
Same same, right??

Jet Pilot come home.
I am losing the tenuous hold at the helm of this thang we call our household.

Seriously sleep....come back.  Maybe just for a 6 hour stretch??  PULEASE.

That's all.

**big yawn**
Lace out.

1 comment:

tiffany said...

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