Saturday, December 06, 2008

Ah, Twizzlers.

Has anyone else ever eaten an entire bag of Twizzlers in one day? Or drank a can of Dr. Pepper (or R.C. Cola - nod to Neely) through a red licorice straw? Well, I have, and at last I have a little bit of backup. Psychology Today recommends Twizzlers as a stress-reducing snack! Yippee! Hand me a bag of red, chewy strips of yumminess!

Sunday, September 07, 2008

New blog!

So I have a new blog...soon to replace this one. Check it out:

Monday, June 16, 2008

Wally's Adventures 2008

Dear friends, I have created a slide show of my road trip south from last week. My sidekick Wally and I enjoyed our travels and I hope you enjoy the pictures! It takes about six minutes to view the video; I have also posted the pics on Shutterfly. If you don't get an email about it feel free to ask me for the link. Thanks! Gretchen

Tuesday, May 20, 2008

Monday, April 28, 2008

Insomnia battle won

So my dad's advice actually worked...go figure. While I was trying to go back to sleep I began to plan my trip around the world...I started in Ireland and Wales, went to Paris and southern France, and got as far as Italy. I fell asleep within a half hour. Not bad!

Thankfully the next night I actually slept through the night....I have to admit I was a little disappointed not to have the chance to blog at an odd hour of the night, but not that disappointed. SLEEP has begun to have new meaning for me. How sweet it is!

Saturday, April 26, 2008

4:21 a.m.

So if you are reading this you are probably surprised to see an actual entry....I have to say that blogging has not been on the radar much for me in the last several months. But, given my recent month-long stint battling insomnia, I thought I could put my whirring mind into some use. Maybe this will all seem irrational in the morning, but maybe it will get me back to sleep. I will give a report tomorrow.

It is a toss-up (and turn, and toss and turn) as to what things I am thinking of when I awake in the dark hours of the night. Among them are: singleness (and all the things that could have gone wrong to land me in such a plight), career (why did I get two Masters degrees again?), work (usually thinking about a client), family (should I live so far away? why is my Dad sick? what if Raquel gets deported?) and God (does he hear me? why won't he answer my prayers?)

5:00 am

So it turns out that Raquel couldn't sleep either...we met each other in the hallway with mussed hair and dazed faces. She went outside to study. Then my dad rolls in too...and joins me in the dining room. He can see me from the light of this laptop and I can see his form in the darkness...he first gives me the rundown of his pain medication (and I think, surely *this* will put me to sleep!) and then he tells me what he does when he can't sleep. He drinks orange juice (which I don't think will work for me) but then he lets his mind latch onto something positive, instead of what's bothering him. He tries to solve a problem that is good, like winning the lottery....he thinks about how he would spend the money, figures out all the numbers. The best part? I get 10% no matter what.

Time to try out his advice....good night.