Aliya S. King

If I had a camera phone, you’d be able to see this. But I don’t. Who doesn’t have a camera phone?! Me. Apparently.

From the shower! Woo-hoo!

Did the dumbest thing ever. Tried to sneak into Tog’s room just now and turn off the portable heater we use since her room gets cold at night. Thought she was still asleep. She popped up immediately. Dumb move. I could have gotten another 30 minutes of rest if I hadn’t gone in there. Grrrr.

She’s in bed with me now. Looking at me like I’m plum crazy. She keeps saying, “Mommy ‘Puter?  Mommy ‘Puter?”

She means: Woman, what the hell are you doing?

Tog will be two very soon. And she’s sitting next to me right now with her beloved paci in her mouth and clutching her “blankie,” a purple monstrosity that she can’t live without.

The blankie doesn’t bother me. The paci does.

She’s too old for it.

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Alarm went off a half-hour ago. I always set it for way earlier than I can realistically get up. And then I snooze until I absolutely have to get up. It’s silly. I need to just set the damn thing for when I really need to get up.

The stillness and quiet of the early morning makes blogging feel trite and unimportant. It feels wrong to have my computer in bed.

Also? I have absolutely nothing to say.

Last night, I was spilling over with post ideas, dying for Blogorama ’09 to begin.

Now? I just want more sleep.