My Husband Is Being Terrorized

The man who can sleep through anything... I mean ANYTHING... A.K.A. my husband... is being terrorized. It starts at dusk and reaches a fever pitch when the sky is black and the lightning bugs light the way!

Apparently the frogs are looking to set up a shag shack in our neighborhood. They are planning the meet up, wooing each other with their low and high pitch croaks. Bow chica bow wow.

Gotta love when I told him I was blogging about this he happily volunteered to record the sounds. (Yes the video is black--- well, because it's at night folks and if he turns on the lights they stop croaking-hehe)

And for once--- I can gladly proclaim-- I don't ever hear the commotion! Me- the person who my husband says "can hear a gnat fart" (sorry- that's how he describes it)- I can't hear them!

Is it sweet revenge for all those nights he snored through the baby changes? Come on frogs- he didn't miss too many of them. Who knows- but it's cracking me up! He runs around the house saying "I hate em! BRUUU BRUUUU" shaking his head as he tries to mimic their sounds. He is becoming pretty obsessed with it... even proclaiming that if he catches them we will be "enjoying frog legs for dinner". Uhhh- not gonna happen.

Springing Forward Stinks

Oh how unfortunate for me that I actually had to set my alarm clock to wake up at 6 A.M. on Sunday to get ready for my first triathlon. That meant it was actually 5 A.M.- despite what the clock said. But I guess it's all just as well because Monday- after spring forward day- is brutal no matter what.

I get very little sleep as it is- being a morning news anchor type. We get up in the middle of the night and get all dolled up to tell you the news. Are we morning people? Most will tell you no. How do we do it? Determination... lots of makeup... and coffee.

Our least favorite day of the year is Monday after spring forward day. We get through it- then crash. Sadly- we have a week of tiredness before some catch up sleep on the weekend. I know- experts will tell us we can't "make up" sleep- but still I sure do feel better after sleeping in as long as I want... er the kids want. That would be no later than 7 A.M. according to my kid's internal feed me clock. Either way- that's pretty awesome in the grand scheme of things.

Anyway- I'm sure you've heard enough of me griping about being tired. I know you're not getting any quality sleep either. We're a nation of tired people. We should lobby for mandatory siestas in the work day. How bout it?  Oh too tired to even think about it? Yeah- I understand.