Friends are traveling in the Southwest; their blog posts about it give me a yen for red rock country. I find a sense of peace and tranquility at Oak Creek Canyon, Sedona, any red rocks, really. A couple years ago I did two relaxing spa vacations in the same year among them. Memorable times of . . .
I envy Riley his sleep. It's an all-day and all-night thing, punctuated by bursts of energy and meals.I'm not sure why my sleep has been so erratic the past few weeks. I don't want to go to bed until 11pm some nights, while in the past it's been easy and reliable to crash before 10pm. Then, I'm up . . .
FLH sent me this, yesterday. And he's right.I'm always crabby if I'm seriously sleep-deprived, and between being sick and all the things going on, I've hand insufficient rest. (But I'm still never going to think Twitter is an intelligent use of time.)The big stuff is that FLH arrives TOMORROW! I'm . . .