lizards and a couple websites that might change your life

Confession time. I don't sleep very well these days without the aid of a little white pill. I did take one fantastic nap this week but it was my response to some adverse stimuli. (I don't want to talk about it). Every now and then I think about weaning myself off the little white pill but can always think of a reason not too. Well, last night I decided to try sleeping without it. FAIL.

The best I can figure my body has a perfect "I'm-a-new-mama-with-a-newborn-that-needs-nourishment-every-couple-hours" sleep pattern but since I'm *not* that it just equals bad sleep. Up every couple hours, crazy dreams that annoyingly don't stop. So I'm laying in bed this morning, minding my own business, after a night of shoddy sleep, listening to the rain, seeing that there is no sun shining and contemplating what in life could make me possibly get out of bed. And it's Thursday. All signs were point to a Melissa-shaped hole in the mattress.

And then I saw it. It looked like a paint drip at first, illuminated there in the sliver of light that had escaped the curtain. As I stared, I thought about how I didn't remember there being a paint drip there before...and then I saw them. The eyes and legs. Paint drips don't have eyes and legs.

I got out of bed, real sneaky like so as to not disturb the lizard. !! Lizard! In my bedroom! Thank goodness Dave was still home and could be enlisted to catch it. I believe I threatened to move out TODAY if he didn't get rid of it. Ya'll have no idea what kind of paralyzing power a tiny lizard has on me. As I think back, I have a lizard story for every year that we have been in New Orleans. I just don't like them but they seem to love me. *shiver* Dave caught the lizard and put it outside.

Whew. Anyway, I'm up. I spent yesterday running errands. I am doing great so far at keeping myself busy with stuff that I've wanted to get done for a while. Exciting things like getting a sealable container for the dogs' food, a new toilet brush, and those little fabric bins so that Dave can have his pj's and t-shirts sufficiently organized in the closet. Really though, I am revisiting my old pre-preg self too.

Like baking this Chocolate Zucchini Bread from one of my favorite recipe blogs. Only one recipe has done me wrong there, and I'm sure it was my fault. Don't be afraid of zucchini bread, especially chocolate with mini chocolate chips zucchini bread with a sugary crust on top. It will probably change your life a little bit. It's almost like I'm reverse nesting...except really I used to do stuff like this all the time. Before food made me ill and all, I loved to try out new recipes.

I read this blog this morning and it also has potential to change your life, or at least make you think for a minute. It also strikes me as slightly ironic that it's a little bit about being succinct and I feel like the opposite of that most of the time. Ignoring the Soundtrack - check it out.

Basically if pregnant Melissa = bump on a log, not pregnant Melissa = baker/cook/creator. I'm sure my creative energies would have been funneled into a nursery, actually I have a whole word document of girl/boy possibilities for nursery decor/bedding and the like. It's basically what I did instead of starting a registry before we had the anatomy ultrasound. And after the ultrasound, well, the document wasn't needed so I believe it got tucked safely away on our external hard drive somewhere.

Now that creative energy is creeping back in with the creation of the little brag books for the family and need to declutter and reorganize everything. And it takes a lot of creative energy because our home has very little storage, especially in the kitchen which is the room I am most often starring into from my place on the couch :-)

In summary, it's been 10 months since all these activities appealed to me and it seems I've missed them, even though I didn't (I swear that makes sense in my head). I really like reading blogs and sharing them with people. And lizards should really leave me alone.