Sunday, July 27, 2008

Sunday, sunday, sunday

Just mowed the lawn, raked all the grass, and emptied the dishwasher.
Suddenly I realized I too could be in the army, doing more before eight AM than anybody else in your house does all day.

I got kicked out of bed at 7 AM.
Vlad was being SO CUTE this morning, jumping around on the bed, so naturally I began playing with him. I'd stick my hand under the covers and wiggle the fingers, and he'd pounce. He'd then want to be petted, and purr like crazy, then want to play some more. So it went on for about ten minutes before Andrea turned into this:

Apparently I sleep like a log. Andrea tells me Vlad's been playing on the bed all night and she hasn't gotten any sleep, and at one point she grabbed his toy out of his mouth and threw it across the room.
Which was her biggest mistake because I've been teaching Vlad "fetch" for the last month for no good reason. But now I had a great one. To thwart Andrea's sleep! Then, when she's really sleep deprived, I'll get her to sign stuff. That'll show her for kicking me out of bed - enjoy your BMG Records Club subscription and your Tiger Beat magazine, Andrea.

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