I went to sleep sometime around 2am. I'm not sure when my wife went to sleep. She's been going to bed at crazy o'clock fairly regularly. She's usually either hanging out drinking with her brothers next door OR she's obsessively nonstop re-reading the damn Twilight vampire books. The other day I woke up at 3am with a nasty asthma attack and she was still awake just reading away. So Wood knows when she'll wake up. And that frustrates me to no end.
The kids woke me up at 7am this morning. I made them breakfast, downed two cups of coffee with my morning fist of pills and then readied myself for the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade. We watched it here and there. But now it's way past noon, the parade is over, and the kids are playing fairly quietly in Emerald's room. I'm all alone now looking at internet porn, listening to Eels, nursing a RAGING headache and wishing that I had a friend to play with.
Here's the best part of the parade. My kids freaked ...
For someone with a wife and two kids I spend a lot of time alone.