Loves me some Sleep

Sleep, yup, pretty much one of my favorite things.  I love it so much that I actually even slept through an earthquake once.  When I get into bed I get super excited, "Yay, yay, yay!"  I slide my sleeping mask on that Dave bought me, and fall asleep within 60 seconds, I kid you not.  Last night was no exception.  Head hit pillow, boom!  Zzzzzzz....


Dave's night?

- Kids woke him up because they wouldn't go to sleep.

- Hazel barked and woke him up.

- A spider crawled on his arm and woke him up.

- Hazel barked again and woke him up.

- A cockroach crawled on his face and woke him up.  (Again, I have to say that having cockroaches in one's home in these parts is not an indication of a dirty house, deal?)

- My alarm clock woke him up (this was the first time I woke up all night long).

- I woke him up four times when I let the dogs out and in and out and in.


I'm so glad sleep loves me as much as I love it.  And I'm quite sure the six and eight-legged critters only reside on Dave's side.  Quite sure!