There are times when lack of sleep make you deliriously happy and completely unaware of 
things that go on around you thus making the passing of time a blur and become something not really that torturous and horrible. Today was NOT one of those days. So I make it through the day hanging on to delirium and the teasing of ALMOST getting to fall asleep before my darling little man would pop up his head with an evil smile and start rollicking around like a crazed lunatic. (Crazed lunatic. Seems a bit redundant doesn't it?) He, Barrett, has taken to lulling me into a somewhat relaxed state and then coming up and biting me with his nearly razor sharp baby teeth. I have little "hickey" looking bite marks all over my body from today! By the time I am preparing to leave my home to head to work (after nearly 2.5 hours of sleep total and not all at one time) and fighting a mad banshee type bandicoot into a diaper and a sleeper outfit and 
his jacket I am exhausted! Also I am dealing with the fact that my 11yo has absolutely no need for homework, or passing grades so going through his homework tonight was like a long slow walk across dirty broken glass bare footed and nearly as enjoyable! So to get to leave my home tonight was like a release from a cell that no light could enter, the fresh air felt so good! And that lasted such a short time. As I drove away from the babysitters house, the howls of my Bear fading in the distance, I felt a niggling dread that I could not place. Little did I know we were walking into a full moon night. Those of you who don't work in the emergency field may not believe in the full moon effect. Those of us who do not only believe in it, we dread it! It is almost more powerful that mentioning the "Q" word in dispatch on a slow night. (Q meaning Quiet, the mere mention 
of this word will cause all hell to break loose.) I am, as I have mentioned before, unable to mention any details of my night to you here, but lets just say that I was VERY busy and some of the people who call 911 can be annoying (I am amazed I can put it so very Mildly!). So, before 10 pm Kevin ends up going to the ER with an injury sustained during a call, somehow injuring his left arm. This is enough for me to worry about him but also not worry too much cause, well it is just his arm, Thank God. So, he gets to go home and go to sleep. I am jealous. I am at this point VERY tired. Not jealous that he is hurt, jealous that he gets to go sleep. I want to sleep. I can't wait to sleep. I have had so much caffeine in this day that I would think I might have to take some kind of "downer" to make me able to relax, but then maybe no, maybe I should just stop 
ingesting the copious amounts of sugar that I have been sustaining myself on for the past few hours and I would be less apt to feel "hopped up" on something. By the way, I do believe that Krispy Kreme Doughnuts SHOULD be considered a controlled substance and I will deny any contact with them in the morning much less when I find I have gained 10 more pounds due to pounding down everything within my arms reach tonight. So, my point, really I had one at one time....I think it got away about 5 hours ago though....My baby is just lucky his is so darn cute, cause today I was eating to stay awake and I really do feel that if it wasn't for his smile and being so cute, I would really eat him!
things that go on around you thus making the passing of time a blur and become something not really that torturous and horrible. Today was NOT one of those days. So I make it through the day hanging on to delirium and the teasing of ALMOST getting to fall asleep before my darling little man would pop up his head with an evil smile and start rollicking around like a crazed lunatic. (Crazed lunatic. Seems a bit redundant doesn't it?) He, Barrett, has taken to lulling me into a somewhat relaxed state and then coming up and biting me with his nearly razor sharp baby teeth. I have little "hickey" looking bite marks all over my body from today! By the time I am preparing to leave my home to head to work (after nearly 2.5 hours of sleep total and not all at one time) and fighting a mad banshee type bandicoot into a diaper and a sleeper outfit and 
his jacket I am exhausted! Also I am dealing with the fact that my 11yo has absolutely no need for homework, or passing grades so going through his homework tonight was like a long slow walk across dirty broken glass bare footed and nearly as enjoyable! So to get to leave my home tonight was like a release from a cell that no light could enter, the fresh air felt so good! And that lasted such a short time. As I drove away from the babysitters house, the howls of my Bear fading in the distance, I felt a niggling dread that I could not place. Little did I know we were walking into a full moon night. Those of you who don't work in the emergency field may not believe in the full moon effect. Those of us who do not only believe in it, we dread it! It is almost more powerful that mentioning the "Q" word in dispatch on a slow night. (Q meaning Quiet, the mere mention 
of this word will cause all hell to break loose.) I am, as I have mentioned before, unable to mention any details of my night to you here, but lets just say that I was VERY busy and some of the people who call 911 can be annoying (I am amazed I can put it so very Mildly!). So, before 10 pm Kevin ends up going to the ER with an injury sustained during a call, somehow injuring his left arm. This is enough for me to worry about him but also not worry too much cause, well it is just his arm, Thank God. So, he gets to go home and go to sleep. I am jealous. I am at this point VERY tired. Not jealous that he is hurt, jealous that he gets to go sleep. I want to sleep. I can't wait to sleep. I have had so much caffeine in this day that I would think I might have to take some kind of "downer" to make me able to relax, but then maybe no, maybe I should just stop 
ingesting the copious amounts of sugar that I have been sustaining myself on for the past few hours and I would be less apt to feel "hopped up" on something. By the way, I do believe that Krispy Kreme Doughnuts SHOULD be considered a controlled substance and I will deny any contact with them in the morning much less when I find I have gained 10 more pounds due to pounding down everything within my arms reach tonight. So, my point, really I had one at one time....I think it got away about 5 hours ago though....My baby is just lucky his is so darn cute, cause today I was eating to stay awake and I really do feel that if it wasn't for his smile and being so cute, I would really eat him! 
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Damn Krispie Creme Doughnuts. Illegal Substances again, Hmm. And people calling 911. Hell, half these people shoudln't be allowed to have a phone. They should all be forced to use sign language, and then only to themselves in a mirror, then they can drive themselves crazy with their ignorant crap!
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