I am just sitting here, waiting for my little son to awaken from his LONG night's slumber (he went to bed at 7:30....it's now 9:00, and he's still out!). What?! I am grateful for such a good sleeper. At first, it was great....I had time to do little piddly things around the house without having to stop. Now, though, I'm ready for his companionship and ready to play.

My cats are happily perched beside two different windows, watching the black birds peck at food in the wet grass. They have been on cloud nine this week, happy to have stairs to run up and down, happy to have a private room for their food and other needs (instead of just a tiny utility closet).

Ken and I had a wide agenda of things to accomplish after putting Gardner to bed last night, but what happened? A wave of exhaustion hit us both and we both lay on the couch, blubbering and snoozing off and on until "Lost" aired, and then even during that show, we had to prop open our eyes to stay awake. What hit us? Our far-fetched plans to finish stripping the dining room walls and put our bed rails together quickly turned to mush. It was a night to veg, and we did. (Although we were too tired to even enjoy vegging....all we wanted was deep sleep. Ever been there?)

I'm awake after 8 hours of sleep, after a bizarre dream about me and some friends visiting Copenhagen (thanks to a subconscious pulling from a snippet of "The Daily Show"), ending with me foolishly wearing briefcases on my feet instead of shoes because "that was the Danish way." Don't ask.

So that's my randomness for today. Enjoy your Thursday.

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