oh so very tired

Sleep is no longer on the menu here at Casa Bump.

I can't elaborate because that would require brain power. Oh who am I fooling, I always elaborate.

Regarding the lack of sleep in this household, I blame daylight savings, the heat, teething, immunizations, and Paris Hilton because... well why not? I'm sure she has had some influence on my daughter's misbehaviors.

So instead of a thought-provoking post, I will try to entertain you with a random list from Motherbumper's little black book of bloggy observations that I keep in my purse for emergencies like this.

I really do have a little black book (well two actually) that I keep close at hand to write things down so they might make it into my riveting posts.

Or maybe a post just like this.

So without further ado, a random list of stuff that I've seen in the past few days that made me stop and do some of that thinking thing:

A hawk circling city hall. Sure, I know it was just looking for lunch but it was super cool to watch swoop, circle, and dive. I'd like to think it was looking to peck out the eyes of some local politicians but it was probably just searching for some common everyday rat instead of an elected one.

A very skinny and young couple having sex in the park next to my apartment. At high noon, with an audience of construction workers who sat on the bench a few metres away from the action. I saw this couple earlier in the day when I first headed out with Bumper. In the morning they were curled up together on the park bench under a blanket in a very romantic fashion. At noon time they were full on porn stars on the grass with the same blanket shielding their midsection while bumping uglies. Did I care? No, I'm too tired to care. They aren't my kids.

My daughter pointing to pictures of Jack Bauer and saying "Daddy?" over and over again. Yeah right kid, if only... wait a second, I wouldn't want to be married to Jack Bauer! Don't you know what happens to all the women Jack loves? Who's that knocking at my door? I didn't order any Chinese take-out....

My daughter pointing to a picture on a subway ad of a young man with a spike through his head and saying "Daddy?" over and over again. That's more realistic. She obviously has seen him at work.

So anyone else having these sleep issues? Anyone else have a child who wants Jack Bauer for a dad? Anyone else blaming daylight savings for their lack of sleep? Bueller? Bueller?

In other news, my daughter has successfully infiltrated the Keebler Elf compound and she'd better bring her mom some cookies. I'm hungry kid and I need chocolate.


Now how's this for changing the topic - from elf to self:

Wanna read some NC-17 rated stuff? Go check out the newest (and naughtiest) column at MBT: hot&bothered. It's all about sex baby! Or more specifically, today it's all about sex with yourself. Don't say I didn't warn ya.

That is all. Class dismissed.