Sleep is good…sometimes. June 9, 2009

So…my mother called me the night before last; 12:30 Rome time, 6:30 Atlanta time. I was completely out of it. Anyway, one of my cousins had Sunday dinner at her house and basically my whole family was there.  Usually, 12:30 is my prime time, but I used Sunday night to play sleep catch-up, especially since we had to be up and running at 8 a.m. Monday. My mom knows that I’m a night owl; it’s one of the MANY traits I get from her. She thought I’d still be up, so she chose to call me a play the Angie-is-overseas-so-let’s-pass-the-phone-around-while-we’re-all-here-to-be-efficient game. Little did she know, I was over at 10:26 p.m.

“Hey Angie! Are the men atrractive there?” My cousin asked.

“Hey Rene, yeah,” I mumbled.

“Angie? Aww, we woke you up? Y’all she sounds like she can hardly talk.” She said to the rest of my fam.

And she was right. I was two hours in with no thought of coming out. I guess this is just a note to my fam: I wasn’t trying to be rude, I was just exhausted! And my roommate was asleep, too, so I didn’t want to wake her up.

Y’all know I love ya! See you soon!

Ciao,

Ang.

P.S.: I know my mom gave out the links so you all better be reading my blogs!

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