What Sleep Deprivation Will Do to You

Thought you might enjoy starting the weekend with a laugh at my expense...

This morning before Steve left for work, he said, "Do you remember asking me a strange question in the middle of the night last night?" I started to giggle, because I vaguely remembered an exchange, but asked, "What did I say?" Apparently I asked him, "After you changed him (Elijah), what did you do with the thingy?"

Steve of course had no idea what I was talking about, so he said, "What? What thingy?" I fumbled for the right word--unable to find it in my sleep fog--and got very impatient. "You know! The thingy! It's like a...a...garlic press, with little things coming out of it!"

I sort of remember saying something about a garlic press, and I definitely remember being really frustrated with Steve because he just did not understand what I was talking about. He could see that I was frustrated, but he was completely baffled, so he just rolled over and went back to sleep.

The scary thing is, I was at least somewhat awake when this happened, because I was getting ready to grab Elijah and nurse him. I have NO idea what in the world I was talking about. Strange...