Night Owl~Hoot! Hoot!

I get a little silly late at night. Things that are usually only "mildly amusing" are *!HILARIOUS!* when it's the middle of the night and I've still got some energy about me. Guess I've always been a night owl. Come to think of it, when I was a teenager my mother would often find me in my room at 2 a.m. rearranging the furniture. She'd look at me bleary-eyed and squinting, and we'd have the following conversation:

Mama (sleepy and a lot irritated): "What in the world are you doing?"

Me (impervious): "Rearranging my room."

Mama (thinking "duh!"): "Can it not wait til tomorrow?"

Me (with a similarly annoyed tone): "But, I'm up NOW. Sheesh!"


(I must admit the "Sheesh!" was under my breath and only uttered after my mother was out of earshot. And if you didn't already know, I'm the type who likes to act on something ASAP once I've made up my mind to do it. Anyone out there relate?)


Needless to say, it's a wonder I didn't hurt myself moving around a queen bed, a dresser, a chest of drawers and a t.v. all by myself. And it's a wonder my mama didn't kill me for waking her up to the sound of bumping into walls with said furniture in the wee hours of the night on many an occasion. I'm gonna have to remember this when one of my bunch starts pulling these same shenanigans in a few years. I just pray it's something so tame!