mid o'night ramblings

Here's some thoughts that have been rolling through my head.

1. Lee's on a plane from Chi-town tonight. Supposed to land at midnight. It's now 1:28 and no Lee. Rain Delay was to be expected, and I talked to him just before they took off--he's now hoping to be home by 3 AM. As Matchbox 20 would say, "It's 3AM, I must be lonely (I must be lone-lay-ay-ay)". I am lonely. Ready for our 4 day weekend to start. Sleep should be my destination, but I need Lee home first. I just do.

2. Cole stood on his own yesterday. Only for a few seconds, and before I realized what he was doing, he had grabbed onto something for balance.

3. I always think I see roaches out of the corner of my eye, dashing away to avoid getting squashed. In reality, we've never seen a roach in this house (God is obviously blessing Herndon, VA, in this manner). But I still have to take a second glance whenever I see the "phantom peripheral scurrying", just to make sure that it isn't really there.

4. Lee just landed! It is now 1:37. Apparently I might sleep tonight after all.

5. I have this thing about being sticky. I hate it. Dirt I can handle. But give me a sticky finger (say, with mashed banana on it?) and I really have to steel myself to touch it. I've been steeling myself a lot lately.

6. I went to the gym yesterday, and as I'm waiting for someone to pull out of a parking spot, this guy comes from the other direction and steals it from me. I even had my blinker on. I don't know that this had ever happened to me before. It was really difficult to not yell at him. Of course, any yelling I would have done would have been within the safety of my rolled-up windows...The Italian Meathead probably didn't need to hear about how his momma forgot to teach him some manners...he probably knows, but is choosing to live in oblivion, until he meets that special woman who convinces him to live in the future, not the past, and he gets over his mommy issues and they fall in love and have little respectful meatheads of their own. (Don't you all think up romantic novel storylines to diffuse your anger??? I mean, who can be mad at the guy, when you never know what will happen on the next page? He can't be a true jerk, or else he wouldn't be in the book...)

7. Cole's favorite thing to do now is to crawl with items in both hands. It is the best when one item is big and the other is small; it makes him hobble like a cute puppy with a limp. Anyways, He carries these things to the bathtub, pulls himself up to look inside the tub, then tosses the items over. After this comes the realization that he can't reach the toy, and in classic baby mode, he just finds something else to play with, and the game begins again.

8. A friend of mine accidentally said she drove through a "brainstorm" instead of a "rainstorm". I kinda like the picture that "brainstorm" paints. If you drove through one, would you do it slowly, or as quick as possible?