Current Musings From the Oceangypsy house

Why is it that the day you start taking vitamins, you get sick?

Why is it that the day after you send the hubby to wait in urgent care with Songbird for a strep test, she feels 100% better?

Why is it that when Songbird finally, finally, Lord Hallelujah hangs up her coat on her own, her older brother, Prince Lawn Gnome, purposefully takes it out of the closet, dumps it on a chair and waits for her to get into trouble?

Why is it that after eight and a half years of living in the Oceangypsy house no one can remember where the laundry chute is? I distinctly remember them being excited about it when we moved in.

Why is it that exactly two months and $600 later, the car is making the same noise it did in the first place?

Why is it that on a nearly nightly basis Oceangypsymom hears what is surely a HUGE rodent in the kitchen, that turns out to be Prince Lawn Gnome foraging for his fifteenth snack of the day?

Why is it that Braveheart will not listen to her mother's wise advice about her leg cramps that plague her at 2:30 each morning? Why is it that such advice to drink milk, and eat a banana meet such skepticism? Are nightly lunges really all that?

Why is it that the hubby can DVR every minute of the 2010 winter Olympic games, but when Oceangypsymom adds on cotton pickin little show to the cue there's an inquisition?

and why oh why is it that this winter is dragging on FOREVER? Florida and Arizona are sounding pretty good right about now.

When Caffeine Isn't Enough

I'm drinking it, but it doesn't seem to be helping. Just what am I supposed to do now that caffeine doesn't even seem to be enough to keep my sleepy eyes from closing? I wonder just how long I really would sleep barring any barking dogs, phones ringing, TV's up too loud or such. Even with all those things, I could easily take in 11-12 hours at a time. In a perfect, Temperpedic, condensation levels within the air just right (too much heat in the winter time), quiet house, I might never wake up.
I think Songbird is right there with me. Poor girl, she comes home from school exhausted. She's fallen into a pattern of taking a nap right after school until dinner time, then she can't fall asleep before 11 or 11:30. School bus comes at 6:55, and her morning routine takes at least an hour, you do the math.
Hubby is also not sleeping well. His back hurts, it's too hot, or he's trying to catch up on the Olympics that he's DVR'd. All of the Olympics grant you. He watches all of it, wistfully dreaming of how he could have been an Olympian if only.....
The only two in the house that seem to run ninety-to nothing without any negative side effects are Braveheart and Prince Lawn Gnome, but I attribute that to their age. Stinking teenagers just get faster and faster as we get slower and slower. They are in and out of this house so fast it makes my head literally spin. I simply cannot keep up with where they are and when. I'm about to implant homing devices just to have a clue.