Early to bed, early to rise…you get the picture.

Benjamin Franklin said, “Early to bed, early to rise, makes a man healthy, wealthy and wise”.

Good ol’ Ben must have been hitting the peace pipe one too many times back in the day. This getting up early is for the birds. Literally. I’m a mom and wife. I am also a blogger. Moms don’t sleep. Bloggers don’t sleep. Mix us together? It’s a double whammy to our circadian rhythm. Case in point? It’s 12:14 a.m. and I am up writing this post. I have to be up in less than 6 hours to get Peanut ready for school. Yeah, I am already looking for that box of toothpicks.

Most bloggers I know run on a combination of caffeine and adrenaline. My mom is going to read this post and lecture me on the dangers to my heart. I shall then look at Nurse Mommy and say “na na nah boo boo” , because she does the same stinking thing.  Well, maybe not as much caffeine anymore, but she still does it.

School hours kinda stink. I don’t miss the days of walking eight miles in the thigh deep snow, uphill, carrying my metal pail…wait, I am having a “Farmer Boy” flashback. If Peanut rode the bus, he would be up at 6:00 to be out the door by 6:40. We really are blessed that I am afforded the opportunity to work from home and can manage his transportation with ease. My friend Mel’s kids get out of school later, but since their school doesn’t start until 9:15, they are in “pre-school” care to cover those hours that she has to be at work. She’s a single mother, so there is no other choice for her.

Not meaning to digress, but Mom is tired. I wanna be that insanely perky mom who gets it all done with a spotless house, legs always shaved, immaculately coiffured, and make-up perfection. Not this woman sitting here, wearing capri pants, three day old stubble and sunglasses as a headband.

While I am at it I might as well wish for George Clooney wearing white boxers swimming in my bathtub, giving me the come hither eyes.

A girl can dream can’t she?

Gratuitous, lusty eyed, in the water shot, of Georgie Boy.


  1. Any post with George Clooney in it is my favorite post EVER!!

    Oh and good luck getting some sleep 🙂

  2. I sure do smell what you’re steppin’ in. My biggest nemesis – sleep. I love her, but hate her. I need her, but need to not… *sigh*

    Also, thank you for adding that lovely picture 🙂

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