guilty pleasures...

i am not a nap-taker. i definitely was back in my teenage years and i'm not sure when the transition happened, but it did. i now have the hardest time taking a nap if it's light outside because i feel as if i'm wasting valuable daylight to do something that is not important. i know there are lots of people that feel the opposite. naps can be a way for people to unwind, to take leave from the daily or weekly stresses, or to just luxuriate but i just really can't bring myself to do it. even right after remi was born i had the hardest time taking a nap even though my body was crying out for it. i was exhausted and needed to heal, but i would put up a good fight before submitting. when i do take a little nap i have some personal rules that came about somehow (no idea where). when i take a nap it can't be on a bed and i definitely can't get under the covers. that is for when i go to sleep at night and i know i'll sleep forever if i get under those covers plus i make the bed every morning and to mess it up more than once a day... *sigh*

so... i married a napper. shawn loves to take naps and he loves to climb into bed and burrow under the covers. it drives me nuts! every time i see him unmake the bed i have the hardest time not getting frustrated. i'm sure i sound obsessive (and maybe i am) but i am working on it. patience, patience...

today, when shawn went to take his sunday nap i started to think of my guilty pleasures that are so enjoyable to me but may just drive others crazy. i came up with one almost immediately - reading. i absolutely love devouring book after book. at any one time i'll be reading several books at once and when i happen upon one of those page-turners, i'm pretty much useless until i finish it. i'll sacrifice sleep, which is a big thing for me, and will stay up to all hours of the night to finish a good book. how it must drive others nuts watching me not able to function without my book. how i become so enveloped into that book that i'd rather live the characters' lives instead of live my own. yes, it's an addiction. i have to consciously space those page-turners out over time or else i'd probably forget to shower, eat, sleep... maybe not that bad, but you get the point.

question. what are some of your guilty pleasures?

*after shawn read this he said that the nap thing is maybe why i get stressed out so easily, maybe i should take a nap once in a while. hmmm... :)

when two dream worlds collide...

dreams, dreams, dreams...

i know there's a lot of thought about what dreams mean and i really should read up on what the "experts" are saying. or you just could say i'm an expert because i experience them every night. ha ha! anyhow, so last night i dreamed that an indian man was beating his wife and i expressed my disagreement with the way he was treating her so he decided that i needed to be taught a lesson. i ran and hid to get away from him. then next i'm dreaming that i'm the wife that gets beaten. shawn got mad at me and wanted to fight me, so he did and i got beat to a pulp. the pain of the injuries didn't hurt much, but the emotional hurt was more than i could bear. after he left, i went into a room and cried and cried. i was heartbroken. so shawn heard me sobbing in my sleep and in his sleepy state, the only way he could think of to wake me up was to ask me over and over again "what time is it, becca? what time is it becca?" i was a little perturbed when i woke up that he wouldn't just check himself but now that i think of it, he was probably dreaming of something like sleeping in and missing work and so that was the only appropriate response he could think of. ha! it makes me laugh now! anyhow, i told shawn very sternly never to beat me again and he just chuckled. my dreams are very vivid. :)

question. what are some funny/curious ways that you've carried your dream world over to the waking world?

*my sister-in-law asked if this was a picture of me and i realize i should've posted that i google image searched for a picture for "dreams" and found this. it's from this website: http://thereisnoafterlife.info/
i just think posts are so much more attention grabbing if they have a picture. :)

in my little neighborhood there are eight houses, two of which have kids (elementary age). there's also another family across the road that has an elementary kid. of the three young families, all of them have either a part-time stay-at-home dad or he works from home, so they're the ones to pick up the kids from the bus stop. obviously gender roles are being redefined in today's age but it seems in my neighborhood they've been completely switched. kinda weird. it makes meeting other mothers quite difficult.
anyhow, remi has now been on solids for a few weeks and he loves it! here he is enjoying his first real meal, butternut squash.