Our time in England has been decidedly marked by sleeping difficulties in the realm of Andrew (that’s the right-hand side of the bed). Bizarre dreams aside, I am not sure what contributes to this faux insomnia. It may be due to caffeine consumption during the day, or electrical wires reverberating their energy out from the [...]
Posts Tagged ‘Bethany’
21 Mar
Bethany beware! I have a rake!
Recently, I have had some difficulty sleeping through the entire night. On those evenings when I have a relatively uninterrupted stretch of slumber, however, I tend to have vivid and notably bizarre dreams. The morning after a series of bizarre dreams, I recounted to Bethany over breakfast the journey of my mind only hours before [...]
3 Nov
A Thunderous Compadre and Sage-esque Advice
At long last, I am able to sit and write, to ponder, pontificate, reflect, and furrow my brow in pretend depth-of-thought (consternated squinting might be a more accurate description). I have been distracted from my responsibilities as blog-master by a series of harrowing experiences that have involved the rescue of numerous orphans, impromptu muay thai [...]
12 Sep
Peanut Butter Jelly Time and Monkey Bums
Then, stuff that microwave with a pillow and weasel, hollow out the weasel and fill it with marshmallows and a coffee mug. The inside of the coffee mug is the size of your new washing machine.
7 Sep
Andrew to Deutschland… er, Nottingham… with his wife… part 3
‘ello my luverlies, It seems that the motherland cannot keep me away. Here I return to the Old World for a third time, despite her attempts to repel, bar, forbid, stymie, or delay my entry. This journey, however, is laden with several twists- 1.) I have not come alone, for my wife has been gracious [...]
