I am a tad competitive so I WILL be writing my 7th post. Just a day late.
Yesterday was nuts. I was on a mad-dash hunt for old man wares. You know- Black socks with sandals, Hawaiian shirt...you get the picture.
A family member was turning 40 and I wanted to help usher him into this new era of fashion. After hours of searching....I had black socks in my possession. Great 40th birthday present, eh? Happy birthday...have some black socks.
I gave up and said 40 year old got a gift card.....Sleep deprivation. You are NO FRIEND OF MINE.
Last night was painful again. I have no idea why my son will not sleep. He just wont. I have tried everything. Everything.
So, last night I chose to focus my irritation on my sweet hubby and when that failed to satisfy, I turned to poetry.
SO, here is my thought. A giveaway and a contest. I am going to whack 2 birds with one stone!
Submit a poem in the comments about turning 40 OR sleep deprivation and you will be entered to win some black socks. They are nice. . .. complete with gold toes. I KNOW you want them.
Here is my poem from 3 am:
Oh Night! Oh! Torturous Night!
How I long to pass
Unaware through your inky depths.
Straight and true til light breaks through
Awakened better for the time spent in your dark embrace
Oh Night! Oh Never-ending Night!