Barnmouse Blitherings

So pretty much just “lag”.

I’m up at *checking watch* 1:40 in the morning….again. Well, tonight’s not as bad as yesterday when I was up until about 6. And then got up at 8.

Personally, I blame Rat for this. He had last Wed, Thurs, and Fri off so we’ve been watching movies and stuff until the wee hours of the morning for 5 days. Until last night. When Rat promptly went to bed at 11. And I was left alone and totally awake.

I have a hard enough time falling asleep when I’m in a “routine”. Sometimes I’ll just lay there for 2 or 3 hours. Starring at the ceiling. Or the wall. Or the clock. And I hate that. It drives me crazy. And my bad back doesn’t help things at all since it dictates what side I can sleep on and for how long. So I always end up tossing and turning. And we have a horrible mattress. It’s awful. I hate it sooo much. And I’ve also complained about it soooo much. So much so that Rat kinda gets pissy about it now when I bring it up. So I’m just going to complain about it here from now on. Hee! Lucky you!

So what have I been doing all this time awake you ask? (oh hush, you know you were going to ask) Well yesterday I looked at a lot of boring stuff on the internet. I caught up with my blog reading and some other lists that I’m on and had been ignoring. I watched a lot of Family Guy and King of the Hill. And I’m sure I did other stuff that I don’t remember at the moment.

Tonight, on the other hand, I decided to be productive.

MY BROWNIES, LET ME SHOW YOU THEM!

And that’s caramel swirled into the top there. I know it’s not the greatest picture, but it’s freakin’ 2 in the morning and I just finished baking “Caramel Swirl Hunks” from scratch. SCRATCH, people! No mix at all. I’m talking I chopped up chocolate hunks for this. I measured and mixed and folded and blended! And all without waking Rat up.

I don’t know why I have this thing for baking stuff in the wee hours of the night (morning?) but I do. I think I like it because it’s quiet and I’m by myself and I can dance around the kitchen and make funny faces if I want to. Also, I talk to the kitties when they make their appearances in the kitchen to beg for scraps which they don’t get. Winston will usually plop down in the middle of the floor and keep me company for awhile. Once Neezie realizes she’s not getting any meat she rolls her eyes and goes to drool on my dining room chairs.

Winston’s had some sort of bug up his butt tonight though. I’ve been doing everything I can to keep quiet and he’s tearing around the house chasing one of his jingly balls that makes a lot of noise on the hardwood floors.

Though looking around now, I can’t seem to find him….and I don’t hear him either. Although….he does kind of have built-in camouflage.

CHAMELEON CAT IZ BLENDYN.