Ever since that 12.12.12.12.12.12.12.12 concert the other night, when I stayed up til 2am to see Paul McCartney take lead with a recently reformed Nirvana, my sleep/awake schedule has been way off. I've settled into a nice little routine the past year or so, bed round 10/11 and drift off to sleepy land, but the past few nights I've returned to my former, pre-poppa days where I'd scour the channels til the sun starts to come up again. And to make matters worse, Yuula has seemed to make a few adjustments in her sleep schedule as well, waking up quite early and taking long long naps right after breakfast, sometimes missing lunch altogether, therefore allowing her to have the energy to stay up late into the night only to wake up around 4/5am the next morning. And I don't think Laura's slept in a couple weeks so...
...we're all screwed up. But it was worth it.
oh Paul, you and you're "jams"
I'm going to bed..
I took this photo from the couch when Laura got home from work today. Is the shine from the sun or from her belly? We'll never know for sure. Sometimes you don't even have to move to get one for the album. She looks like she's smuggling basketballs. What kind of a place would you need to be smuggling basketballs into? Maybe an flea circus. Or an ant farm. She's got baby-head tho. Went online looking for a new baby themed shirt. I wanted her to get a Sonic Youth tee. Maybe something from the Goo or Dirty era. No dice. They can be pricey. Or maybe a Breeders shirt. And old Breeders shirt. That'd be funny. Because she's a breeder now. A real Deal sister. The one with the fuzzy helmet. I have that one but the helmet faded away a couple years ago. I'm not sure what it is about them but I'm drawn to the old shirts of bands I listened to in highschool for her. She found another one that had an incidental reference to Nirvana. We went with it. It'll be delivered by USPS.