My sweet husband is making coffee, well actually still grinding the beans and since I must be awake I might as well share with anyone willing to read my blog, what I am thinking. Trust me, there will be no profound moments, I have not had any caffeine.
Why do I remember to do things at odd hours? I always think I should ring my parents and then realise it is quarter of midnight. This sadly, happens quite often. I have been meaning to order my son’s birthday cake for 3 days now. I remember when I wake and as I am falling asleep around 2 am. Neither time would she appreciate me ringing her up to place a cake order. Surely I am not the only one who does these things?
For those who do not know, I am a night owl. I have by virtue of being a mum, been made to wake in the scary early hours of the morn. However, I remain a night owl. I think best after 11pm. So for anyone reading this post, you are catching me when my grey cells are asleep. There is not even caffeine to soothe them. I can smell the coffee, so it should not be much longer.
So what do I do while the house is asleep? I read. I adore books, as I have mentioned in times past. I usually have to force myself to put a book down so I can get a few hours of sleep. I get lost in books and lose all track of time. It is truly a wonderful experience. My husband dislikes reading for pleasure, I cannot even comprehend that!
I have been meaning to post this, see something else I forgot! It is Book Bloggers Appreciation Week and there are some fantastic contests going on, as well as reviews and interviews. Information can be found here at BBAW! Better late then never.
As I have mentioned loving the aroma of my coffee and have mentioned on more then one occasion, my love for food, I figure I shall share a fact about myself. I detest the smell of food cooking. Odd for someone who loves to eat, but there it is.