They say that sleep begets sleep. I attest to the inverse, that no sleep begets no sleep. And that's what Drew's back to. He woke up around 5:00 this morning. I've been up since about ten after five. He's been in good spirits, so most of today has been really fun, I'm just super dragging ( Read more... )

I didn't sleep well last night ( Read more... )

So this weekend has flown by. Friday night was really fun. Claire and I went to Harrison Road House for dinner and then out to the Kellogg Center for a benefit for the MSU Museum. Harrison Road House was only partly full when we got there, but *mostly* full by the time we left, with the games starting and everything. We walked from our house, ( Read more... )

So yesterday was pretty crappy. I'm not feeling great, but then I drank a Three Floyds' Robert the Bruce when I got home, which made me feel worse, and a little rumbly in my tumbly ( Read more... )

So they did a biopsy on my arm yesterday. It looks like someone took a hole-punch to my forearm. It was chemically cauterized, a phrase I hope to never have to use again when referring to part of my body. They still don't know what the hell it is, but they put me on steroids now, an oral and a topical. (Me: "Is it the cream or the clear?" My ( Read more... )

This morning I was trying to clip Drew's fingernails, and he squirmed, and I took a chunk of the pad of his left index finger off. It bled like crazy. And he wasn't too thrilled with getting cut, either, shockingly. That pretty much put the cap on a pretty terrible night. He just refused to nap yesterday, so he was insanely overtired, which ( Read more... )

I've been having crazy insane-o dreams lately. Which is strange because I haven't been sleeping very well. I've been waking up every couple of hours in a start, thinking that I'm late for something, or thinking that I've heard Drew or actually hearing Drew. He hasn't been sleeping well lately. His nose is running and we think he's getting some ( Read more... )