Good morning. After our deep and meaningful political discussion yesterday I feel the need to post something utterly meaningless with no depth whatsoever. So here it is:

While nursing the baby yesterday the television was inadvertently left on the Entertainment channel. I was far from the remote, and he was busily and happily slurping away so I found myself watching a show on red carpet beauty tips.

It turns out that Julia Roberts gets her lovely glowing skin by rubbing Olive Oil into it before a red carpet event.

When Otter was done nursing, and sleeping peacefully in his crib, I glanced at my reflection in the mirror and immediately determined that there was nothing Olive Oil could do to harm my skin, as pale, tired, and utterly fagged out as it has become. So I tried it. I dipped the tips of two fingers into some Olive Oil and rubbed it into my face, neck, and shoulders.

An hour later I caught sight of my reflection again. I looked luminous. My skin was lustrous, it glowed. I looked fantastic. No make up on, nothing but Olive Oil.

I usually use Aveeno’s Positively Radiant daily moisturizer when I want to get a little glimmer in my skin, but it’s pricey, about $8 for 4 ounces, so I use it sparingly. The Olive Oil works better, makes my skin softer, and is much less expensive.

So there you go. Something completely shallow and meaningless, yet hopefully useful.

Otter tricked me. Yesterday he slept all night long, in his crib. I slept the deep and uninterrupted sleep of a non-parent. There was no nursing, no smacking in the face, just blissful sleep.

Then last night, he woke up, got moved into my bed, and nursed forever. All night. He wanted nothing to do with being put back in his crib, or with sleeping with me.
Finally, at about 5 in the morning, I put him back in the crib with his mobile, stuffed some earplugs into my ears, and then tried not to listen to him cry until he finally fell asleep again. For an hour.

The thing is, my body, which has been adapted to perform to the best of it’s ability on next to no sleep, was tainted by six and half solid hours. It broke me. Suddenly my brain remembered actual sleep. Today, I am so tired I can hardly keep my eyes open. I could barely drag myself out of bed. The unexpected treat of solid sleep has wrecked my coping mechanisms.

Yawn

It’s going to be a long day, with not nearly enough coffee in it.

My roomie found this and shared it with me this morning, it pleased me so much, I had to share it with you!