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Sunday, June 15, 2008

I've been up since 3:45am.
(Alternate post title could be "In theory, going to Reno was a fun idea")

A couple weeks ago my sister graduated from medical college. Yay Amy. After her ceremony my dad said that he wanted all of his kids to come stay the night at his new house in Reno for Fathers Day. Fast forward two weeks............

First of all, leaving the house with two kids is a task in and of itself. Especially since I had been gone all morning for a job interview (yes on a Saturday, and more on that later). I got home and Nicki and I frantically packed up the girls and their overnight stuff, and headed out for Reno. The drive isn't that bad. Took just over 2 hours. We got here around 5. We met up with my dad and siblings at the Grand Sierra Resort. My dad gave Nicki and I each $40 to gamble with. But when you're extremely strapped for money all the time like Nicki and I are, when you get $80, the last thing you want to do with it is gamble. You can't just flip a mental switch and tell yourself that this $80 is to have fun with and potentially piss away. You just can't. So we pocketed it.

We stayed at the casino for a couple hours or so, then headed back to my dad's house. It's really nice, and on top of a very high hill, so you can see all of Reno. It was pretty. Anyway, I guess we all went to bed around 11, and that's where the fun began. Kayla and Brielle, 2 years old and 8 months old, respectively, don't really sleep anywhere else besides their own beds for the most part. And even that's difficult sometimes. So let me just run down the night starting from Brielle getting up for the first time:

12:30: Brielle gets up for the first time and Nicki feeds her. Kayla, despite sleeping right next to her, does not wake up when Brielle starts crying.

2am-ish: Sleeping on this couch is not comfortable. I'm having a hard time with it.

3:45: Brielle starts crying again. Louder this time. Kayla now wakes up and begins to cry as well. This was the beginning of the end for me. Kayla came over to me on the couch, and tried for about 4 minutes to fall asleep next to me. But I was holding Brielle while Nicki made her cereal. By the way, did I mention Brielle has her first fever? Yeah. And that it's 3:45 am? K.

4:00: Nicki finishes feeding Brielle. Kayla, trying as she might is unable to fall asleep next to me. Thankfully my sister Cydney had fashioned a bed right below me. Kayla hopped off the couch and into bed with Cydney. She fell asleep shortly after.

4:15: Nicki is on the recliner with Brielle. She's trying to keep the recliner reclined, but it's one of those ones that don't stick. You have to constantly apply pressure to keep it reclined. All I hear is the recliner going up down up down up down and Nicki sighing heavily. So I get up, take the now sleeping Brielle and put her back in the crib. I put Nicki back on the couch, then go back to the couch myself.

4:50: I think I'd been asleep for all of 4 seconds when my dad's wife's mother, (follow me?) got up to use the restroom that was 10 feet away. I'm now in that state of being extremely tired, frustrated and unable to fall asleep.

5:04: My brother Danny emerges from the room that he and his wife were in, and goes outside (via the front door to the house) to smoke a cigarette. I almost got up and kicked him in the balls as hard as I could. I was really annoyed.

5:15 or so: I'm trying to fall back asleep with a pillow over and under my head. I hear a loud male voice talking. I figure it's my brother Danny being even more rude now by talking to his wife in the bedroom. I now vow to actually get up and kick him in the nuts. However, when I get up I realize that it's not in fact Danny, but my brother Steve. Talking REALLY loud in his sleep. This continues for the next hour and a half. I am so intrigued by this that I just get up, and sit on a chair next to the couch he's sleeping in. Here are some of the highlights of his sleeptalking:

"I installed the phone system two days ago dammit!"

"Mom, no. No. I already told you I'm not. Just leave me alone. All day."

"But he got two A's on his report card and now all you two do is fight. And here you go again, fighting."

"No Danny that's not what I said. But you go ahead and believe whatever you want. Ask Cat, she knows".

There was much more that he said, but that's all I can remember right now. Except for the fact that he swore a LOT. It was really funny, and I laughed heartily at him. I wish I had my video camera.

6:20: Brielle wakes up again. She's not happy because she has a fever. So I go get her up, and feed her a few cheerios. She starts to play after she's done eating and I think "Great, now she's going to be up and fussy all morning". But then she crawled over to me, layed on my chest and fell asleep. 15 minutes later I put her back in the crib.

6:45: I hear my dad and his wife get up and start showering. 20 minutes later they open their bedroom doors and their two puppies come running out. Surprisingly, Nicki, Kayla and my sister Cydney do not wake up.

6:50: I start writing this blog. I am not looking forward to the drive home. And when I do get home, the house is a mess. So I either resign to just clean it tomorrow, or do some chores when I get home. Right now I feel like I could fall asleep right NOW if I closed my eyes, but it's 7:15 and I know everyone else in the house is going to be getting up around 8. My nephew is in one of the other rooms with my sister Amy, and he never gets up later than 8. So I'm just going to tough it out and see if I can push through. I'd like to think that Nicki could drive home and let me sleep in the passenger seat, but for the life of me I just can't sleep in a car.

I hate everything right now.

posted by Ricky @ 6:46 AM

2 Comments:

At 6/15/2008 07:47:00 PM, Anonymous said…

Ok, so your 8 month old baby STILL wakes you up twice a night to eat? Man has she got YOU trained! She's playin' ya Borba. SUCKA!!!!