Posts tagged ‘Sleep’

Thunder, Lightning, Hail – Action?

So we had a nice thunderstorm the other day. Some 40 thousand lightning bolts an hour!
Rain that seemed to be taken from fantasy literature (aka Bible) or some bad B- Movie, drowning the land.
Hail!

I was asleep through most of it.

Once my wife woke me up to shut the widows completely.

Did that.
Went back to sleep.

Then she woke me up to tell me that she thinks it’s hailing.

Now what should I do about that if it is hailing?
Rush outside and protect the tomatoes and strawberries with my body?
Who am I?
Almanzo Wilder?
I don’t need pneumonia, nor a stroke!
Perhaps it’s hailing, so what?

Of course, I didn’t say any of that. I didn’t want to hurt her, or seem overly rude, although she would’ve understood everything about that argument, so I just mumbled (or grumbled) a ‘maybe’, in the hopes of going back to sleep.

After spending the rest of night lulled to sleep by rain, hail and thunder, I had to drain a few potted plants in the morning, nothing had been ruined by hail.

Hope you guys are okay, take care,
A.

We’ve been to the Zoo.

Which in an of itself is nothing I would inform you guys about.

But if you take into account that Europe is under the influence of the third (!) devastatingly excruciating heatwave, with harvests that usually took place in September are being conducted right now (!), that is worth mentioning.

You know it’s hot when,

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the Hippo is not “hungry hungry” but “fuck off sleepy”…

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…panthera leo is a cat. What do cats do when it’s hot? Right, the same thing as “fuck off sleepy Hippo”,

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…and when even the Koala – who should be used to skull frying heat – couldn’t give a frak, you know it’s hot.

If there is a heatwave related fire in the area, do not hesitate to call the

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Hint: the word you were searching for is “firefighters”…

Athena, Otto & Teddy (Bedtimestory)

Once upon a stormy night Athena, the little owl, wanted to go to town, so the little boy could cuddle with her and fall asleep while she watched over his sleep, preying on bad dreams.

But the storm blew her away!

When she perched upon a root to rest and get her bearings, she heard a Frog’s croak.
“Hello?” she hooted.
“Hello there!” a tiny frog hopped into sight. His name was Otto Ferdinand von Hinkelbein, a noble little frog. “You seem lost.” he tilted his head.
“I am!” Athena raised her wings in dispair. “I need to get to town, the little oy needs me! Without me watching over his sleep, and without cuddling me, he can’t sleep well.” she hung her head, a tear of dispair dropped from her beak after running from her eye.
“I can show you the way to town.” Otto Ferdinand croaked with a broad smile. “If you take me to the boy with you, he might need my help too in a storm like this!”
For a moment Athan pondered, and nodded, smiling too.

So Otto Ferdinand hopped on, Athena hopped behind him, flying only small distances to look around, maybe she’d recognize the way? But Otto had to lead her all the way to the town.
On the edge of town they met Teddy, the little old bear that once was the cuddle toy of the little boy’s father. He had waited for Athena, but when she failed to show up he went to look for her. Happy to finally having found her he led Otto Ferdinand and Athena to the little boy.

There the three climbed the crib and were greeted with open, and tired arms. Pressing the three against his chest, sleep finally found the little boy.

Trio

Athena & Teddy (Bedtimestory)

One night, Athena the Owl flew from the her forest home down to the town where the little boy lives. She knows he can’t sleep without her there to cuddle and watch over him.

But there was a dense fog covering the forest and streets of the town, so she got lost!

Until she came to a crossroads following the lights on the street. She took a turn left after perching on a streetlight for a moment. But that road came to a dead end. and that is not where the boy lives. So she turned back and took the way straight from where she had originally come.

After some time she realized she had come to town square. That wasn’t where the boy lives either. So, after flying back, she used the las road in the crossroads and came to the house where the little boy lives. An old small bear sat at the door. “Why are you out here little bear?” Athena asked.
“I’m Teddy and I used to come here, but the boy I came to visit, cuddle and watch over has all grown up now. He has a baby now.” his sad voice was made sadder by his frown.
“I come here for that baby to cuddle me and to watch over him!” Athena exclaimed! “Come with me, and we can both attend the little boy, I’m sure if his father sees you, he will be glad too.”

So the little owl and the little old bear went inside to the bed of the little boy. Quickly Athena climbed into the bed and cuddled against the small boy, who embraced her eagerly. With a tired, but still curious and loving gaze he reached for Teddy, who too got to cuddle with him.

Sleep tight you folks.

Generations

Caffeine (comedy)

One of these days I’m gonna drop dead.

I’ll just stop breathing, and tumble over.

They will discover then that I have no more blood in my system, but pure undiluted caffeine!
Curious how I survived to the point of my death they’re gonna start an autopsy, just when placing the scalpel for the first incision I’ll wake up, screaming!
They’ll ask “How do you live?” to which I’ll reply “What do you mean ‘How do I live?’ I just DO! How DO YOU live??”
“You ain’t got no blood, only caffeine pumping through your veins!”
“Then why do feel tired all the time?” even more curious they’ll want to cut me open anyway, to which I’ll say “You can’t! You fracking can’t! There is no sufficient caffeine transfusion to keep me alive and you Frackers swore an oath to protect life!” then I’ll hook up a can of RedBull to my veins and run off.

‘Cause you see, sleep is a commodity that many can’t afford these days.
Myself very well included.

Ask doctors, and they’ll tell you that eight hours a night is healthy, and just what you should get.
Frak you!
If I want eight hours of sleep I’d need to go to bed at 9pm! But there’s too much left to do at 9pm!

First of all my baby needs feeding, bathing, change of diapers. Then my wife needs (my) time too, something she sadly doesn’t get enough of as of late. Don’t forget – watering the plants, wlaking the dog, dishes, laundry, and tidying up a little.
Go to bed at 9 pm and you’ll vomit in your pyjamas the next morning when you see the mess in the kitchen.

So, no. No sleep at 9pm, bugger off. In the meanwhile I’ll keep substituting sleep with coffee transforming myself slowly but steadily from a “Homo Sapiens Sapiens” into a “Homo Sapiens Caffeinis” – something like a zombie, only aware and only harmful to coffee and energy drinks…Who needs oygen when you have sugar? Who needs nutrients when you’ve got caffeine? ;Þ

R.V. (Baby)

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As I maybe told you folks before I won’t post any picture of my id in the net, as he can’t say that he either wants or doesn’t want them online, I keep them offline. My wife too.

Except for this one, because this isn’t as traceable. And it is cute as hell (and the LockScreen Background on my Cell).

Hope you have a nice time, while I adapt to life with the Baby in the house (sleep? SLEEP? What the frack is SLEEP???).

Kind regards
A.