Gratitude

You know how, a few weeks ago, I was bitching to high heaven about my lack of sleep?

Ha. Ha!

Jackson woke up early the other morning. Early, as in, two freaking thirty in the AM. And it was party time, ya'll! We partied until 8AM. Hell yeah! Jackson cried, I cried, I ate Joe's head like a praying mantis...

Last night, it was back to normal. Normal being little two hour snippets of sleep.

I arose this morning, refreshed. I told Joe, "It's like that Eddie Murphy skit, about the cracker."

WARNING: It's Eddie. It's foul. I love him. Ok...





When you get NO SLEEP AT ALL, little two hour snippets are the best cracker EVAH. I never in my life thought I'd be eternally grateful for a crappy night's sleep. But grateful I am.

OhPleaseLetMeHaveAnotherNightOfBrokenSleepPleasePleasePlease