Saturday, August 27, 2016

Giggled Myself to Sleep :)

Last night, little 7 yr old W. stayed overnight for some Mum mum and W time.  In the wee hours of the morning I heard her fall out of bed.  She is a very restless sleeper, with her legs often kicking and it is not uncommon for her to fall onto the floor, especially if she is sleeping on the sofa.  And it is next to impossible to keep blankets on her.

Ha!  I let her sleep with me one night when she was 3 and through out the night she would seem to be running in her sleep ...on my side and I had to keep straightening her out.  Needless to say I did not sleep much that night.  :)

Anyway, I heard her get back into bed.  I turned the computer off and went to check on her.  I was still acclimating from bright computer screen to very low light where she was sleeping. I lovingly placed the small, soft light blanket on her and then because the fan was on, I also added the Dalmatian blanket over the 1st one.

I wanted to gently stroke her face but it must've tickled her because she got a little fussy.  So I decided to pat her head ...except instead, my hand landed on a satin material.  Momentarily perplexed, I felt her again and realized that when she got back into bed she put her feet and her backside onto her pillow.

So then ...I not only lovingly covered her face with one blanket, but two blankets.  Oh no!  So I pulled them back off and got her head back onto the pillow, recovered her and then gently caressed her little face, followed with a kiss to her head.

But then I couldn't leave the room fast enough because I was going to laugh out loud.

Talk about smothering a child with love!

I woke Mr SeaSpray up just so I could tell him.  He didn't seem to appreciate that so much.  He mumbled something about being tired.  Go figure.  :)

THANKFULLY I didn't leave her with two blankets completely covering her face and then some.

Obviously she was alright, thus I couldn't help intermittently giggling about it, with heaving shoulders,  until I fell asleep.   Okay ...just the image of me carefully covering her face and all, while gently tucking the blankets over what I thought were her shoulders and just below her face.  :) :) :)

Tuesday, August 16, 2016

Oh ...the IRONY


     

This would be hilarious ...like Saturday Night Live kind of hilarious ...if it wasn't so ALARMING.    Seriously - HE (the VICE PRESIDENT of the United States) POINTS OUT the guy and TELLS THE CROWD and the WORLD that THE GUY with OUR NUCLEAR CODES IS ALWAYS WITH HIM.  Gee, I wonder what the news agencies would do if Trump revealed this NUCLEAR CODE guy information to the world?  TV's everywhere would would burst into flames due to the extreme 24/7 overload at the shock and horror of it all.  Oh and his candidacy would be history.

WOW.  Just ...WOW.

Friday, August 12, 2016

OOPS! and Other Thoughts

 For a change I got totally engrossed in actually writing a blog post  ...so much so, that I totally forgot to remove my green commando looking "beauty" mud mask from my face.  It should only be on for about 10 - 15 minutes.  Egads!  I really hope that I don't wake up looking like one big zit for a face.  A-n-d ...after 2 hours of writing ...I once again have changed my mind about posting any of it.  What is wrong with me that I am not following through with posting anything I write?

I think one problem is that I feel guilty or something, for writing about my stuff when so many serious things are going on in the world.  The news is just awful for so many reasons - seemingly everywhere.  I guess I feel that anything I write is superficial by comparison.  And I don't think anyone is interested in anything I have to write about anyway.  And also ...I begin my day with a cup of coffee and reading the Drudge Report.  But when I began blogging, I used to go right to blogging.  But now I read drudge and then I listen to streaming political radio and or podcasts from alternate news sources because you get so much more info vs TV news, for the most part, anyway.  And I feel like the the news, with so much disturbing information, just sucks the joie de vivre right out of me.  Hence ...goodbye creativity.  Hello seemingly permanent, distracting undercurrent of anxiety over things I have no control over.  Well ...something like that, anyway.

But maybe I am overthinking this.  Maybe I shouldn't care what others think.  I used to say that I was writing for myself and I was. But I also very much enjoyed the camaraderie with some nice fellow bloggers.  It really helped me through some tough times.  Writing was not only fun but also cathartic.  And I have always felt compelled to write something ...on napkins, in notebooks or sheets of paper.  I've heard it said that if you think about writing then you are a writer.  Now I don't know if that is true but it has always been a passion within me.  And it would come out in different ways over the years.  But when I discovered blogging ... well I just thought it was the best hobby ever.  :)