Yawn

The last few nights I've been finding it hard to fall asleep, but once I do I'm zonked. It's the perfect weather outside at... 3:36 a.m. Damp, surprisingly warm at 67 degrees, and you can hear the tree leaves going brittle as the wind brushes through them. Perfect weather for reading. And sleeping. And I'm doing neither.

The crick in my neck is back. I think it got aggrevated by stress and doing a few things I shouldn't have for my range of motion. Who knew that lifting a 10 lb. countertop broiler oven would throw me out of whack. And lifting Kiddo. He's going through a growth spurt and isn't a lightweight. The last time we weighed him he was somewhere in the range of 40 pounds, and that was a while ago. I'm sure he's got to be close to 50.

Tomorrow is going to be a big day. Lots to do, places to go.  Possibly getting the family car towed to the garage for fixing... $ $ $. When November hits, I'm hoping we tread gently to keep the expenditures down. As with anything, we'll see.

I've been searching around for a peach and tomato salsa online. I've had Newman's Peach Salsa only once or twice and I have to say it is just yummy. I hope to find just the right amount of seasonings to get it tasting right. Looks like I have all the ingredients needed to play around with, I just have to remember to jot down what I used and how much for the future (if it's any good).

Starting to daze now. I was going to write a bit, but I think sleep deprevation is starting to slowly catch up with me. Oh darn, I forgot to give the cat his meds. That's a priority. Time to do it before I forget.

And as a reminder to myself for the next blog, here's a hint: T-shirt. I'm driving everyone nuts with saying it.