sleepless (in seattle)

i couldn't sleep last night. and the night passed painfully slow.

we had had a lovely no-school day, with an added treat of snow. greg stayed home. we walked around woodland park; francis made snowballs, and snow angels. we came home and i made a pot of chai (decaf!) and popcorn, and snuggled down to watch "stardust" for francis' belated movie night. i caught up on some email. greg and i watched the new terminator: the sarah connor chronicles tv show.

and then i went to bed. and then i couldn't sleep.

midnight. i thought about alot of things. my mind was racing and couldn't stop. was there really caffeine in the tea i had bought? do four teacups (i should have known, greedy little me) of decaf tea equal one cup of caffeine? i started thinking stranger thoughts. i DID have a slice of peanut butter on toast before bed. i try not to eat before bed, but i cannot stand trying to sleep with a rumbling tummy. hmmm...does peanut butter have caffeine? (the thoughts one thinks at 2 in the morning...) maybe it was the sugar? or maybe it was the cloves and cardomom? i started thinking how sarah connor was way better than the bionic woman. she would beat jamie sommers butt and she wasn't even bionic. i started counting all the baby-blue things in my apartment. i couldn't stop. blue suitcase. blue coat. blue teapot. blue scarf. i started wondering why i liked blue so much. i never used to be into blue. and when did blue come to represent sadness? does looking at blue make you feel sad? and then i switched to green. no. i really do like green. all shades of green. olive green couch. old green desk. 50's green table. ivy green plants. why does green mean envy? envy sounds like ivy. green with ivy? because envy like ivy can overrun you if you're not careful? choke out the good thoughts? make you bitter? brittle? sigh. check the clock... 3 am.... sigh...