Another 2 hours of sleep. This time complete with a nightmare-- a really odd one, too, that involved the criminals from the movie "Fargo" chasing me through a city and hospital, my escape in their battered truck, and the discovery of a certain politician's wife's severed head in their glove compartment.
I really need some sleeping tablets or something, ya know?
But anyway, I promised Wales that we would go to McDonalds for lunch today, so at least I have a goal to aim for. Getting dressed (warmly, as the cold front blew in last night), driving to the Mickey's, feeding the kid. Small steps, but when you're sleep deprived, they seem really ominous somehow.
As long as no severed heads pop out of the glove compartment when we round a corner, I think we'll be okay, though.
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The Countess in the Swamp, courtesy of Cara
. . . when life isn't quite a fairy tale, but it's still somewhat fantastical.
The Countess in the Swamp, courtesy of Cara
Welcome to the Comté
I'm no princess . . . I'm more matronly by far. Much more of a comfortable Countess, in fact, conservative and engaged in the minutia of life in my little county.
Once upon a time, I blogged at Scattershot Direct.
Things have changed quite a bit since then: my education, my career, my point of view. Some things may be unrecognizable-- my work as an RN, for one. But some things stay the same: writer, mother, Catholic, and opinionated.
St. Peter, pray for us!
Once upon a time, I blogged at Scattershot Direct.
Things have changed quite a bit since then: my education, my career, my point of view. Some things may be unrecognizable-- my work as an RN, for one. But some things stay the same: writer, mother, Catholic, and opinionated.
St. Peter, pray for us!
Cast of Characters
- Scotland: in utero addition
- Wales: adorable toddler
- Ireland: charming child
- Mia: terrible teen
- Cara: helpful mid-teen
- Paddy: hapless and almost 21
- The Count: distinguished and 50ish
- Frog Contessa: zaftig and 30ish
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