life with the parental units.

[sadie]

good to see you back regularly, ziggy.

so i'm awakened at 6:29 this morning by the banging of dishes into the dishwasher. my dad. how wonderful that he does the dishes thingy. how joyous that he's a crack-of-dawn kind of guy. so i'm lying there, trying to drift back down to some semblance of sleep. impossible. i'm trying to stamp out the myriad of thoughts flooding my mind. nope. so finally, i get up. eat some oatmeal, drink some cinnamon-stick tea with honey.

consolation: they're leaving tomorrow morning for a ten-day trip to tulsa. ahh.