This is the gift I made my MIL. Glass and freshwater pearls and Swarovski crystals. Making necklaces is currently this, my latest obsession. I dig on bling.
ANYWAY. . . guess what I get to do tomorrow night? I'm having a sleep study done. I get to go to this place where they hook me up to every conceivable machine in the world, then they'll tell me to just sleep naturally while they watch.
The problem with that is that it's hard to sleep naturally when you're hooked up like Frankenstein and some strange sleep tech is watching you. Also, if you could sleep 'naturally' you wouldn't be needing a sleep study, would you?
I have sleep apnea. I stop breathing in the night. Stop until my brain notices there's no oxygen, then start again. I never really fall deeply asleep. So the idea is that I will wear a mask when I sleep, one that forces air down my throat. This is to help me sleep. And to turn on my husband. Burp.
I'm all for trying it. They send you this list of a hundred or so questions about how you sleep, and a sheet for your spouse to fill out. My husband characterizes my snoring as 'loud and snorty'.
I shot him, of course. Who needs to be told they snore? I mean, I know I do it, but who needs to be told? He's supposed to pretend I sleep like a princess.
Anywho, I'll tell you how it went when it is done with.
Are you ready for Xmas, yet? I'm still waiting for one gift to come in the mail. That happens to me every year. Last year, ALL my oldest daughter's gifts showed up on the 24th. Scared the shit out of me, let me tell you.
