Monday, January 26, 2009

Miracle on Ane Street (please pronounce "Anne", for all our sakes)

It happened.

I woke up feeling strange.

Like I hadn't been asked to serve drinks, wait for two dogs to pee, strip sheets from a urine soaked bed, change jammies on a urine soaked child, or serve as an all night booby buffet.

I just got 8 hours baby!

I proclaim that the long night is over. I am much safer to be on the road with and when you are talking to me I may have more to give you than a blank look.

And lest you think I am not shedding honest to goodness tears of joy, let me offer up a few representative images:
That really says it all, doesn't it?

5 comments:

  1. Whoo Hooo baby!! Congratulations! What finally did the trick?

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  2. Oh I know how you feel. We are working on three nights in a row of no sleep interrutions. Here's to sleep and sanity!!
    xoxox

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  3. zip-a-dee-doo-dah! I can feel your happiness radiating through the computer! Congrats my happy momma!

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