It lasted THREE HOURS. It is now 10:00 p.m.
I have not had anything to eat. I am used to being fed at extremely regular intervals.
My husband, who was perfectly pleasant at the meeting, has allowed his normal food-deprived self to emerge now that we're at home. We are speaking in clipped voices with extra emphasis on the words "dear" and "honey."
We were supposed to go to Bob Evans for our date night, but they're closed.
I was going to get a pot roast sandwich, but was cheated --
cheated! -- out of it by that long-running meeting. Photo
credit: copyright (c) 2007 Bob Evans
He's out walking the dogs. When he gets back, we're going to decide where to go. It may be White Castle. This is fine with him; I'd rather eat the contents of a pencil sharpener's case. Without ketchup.
I am hu-u-u-u-ungry.
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2 comments:
What, no little snackies at the board meeting, etc.? See, this is why you should be a swimmer...there are little bits of cheese and whole wheat crackers and little slices of fruit and some veggies...enough to keep the clipped tones at bay...LOL. Our board meeting was last Tuesday and thankfully, mercifully short at one and a half hours. But those swim meet days can run along the five to six hour range and then back again at night for finals...nope, you might as well stick with volleyball and make friends with Whitey Ca 'Stle. See you at the fair today?
I stumbled across this blog after watching Romeo and Juliet, 1968 version, of course. Had to tell you that InsomniMom is a great name. I don't remember sleeping like a normal person. Think it's something to do with 3 kids and my nights closing at Blockbuster. Don't blame you for not wanting White Castle. Can't believe we used to eat that. :P Thankfully, there isn't one anywhere near here. :) Anyway, feels less lonely knowing that I'm not the only mom that can't sleep. Have a great day and God bless <><
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