Shay Shay, Please Beg Me To Snuggle Sleep With You

Today was the first day in the last two weeks that I really had a normal, not planning, shopping for, cooking, giving or attending a Christmas party in the last two weeks — That is not all together true, yesterday was a funeral. But today I just got up and went to workout, then to play Mah Jongg and came home to see my child in the surround of exam study.

I have done a good job of ignoring the present side of Christmas and should have spent today dealing with that, instead I just played. When I got home Shay Shay, who got her Christmas haircut, which is a little too short and thus needs to snuggle closer than usual to steal body heat, wanted me to sit on the sofa in the living room with her. I promise that is exactly what she signaled me to do when she jumped up on the sofa and gave two little barks and shook her head twice at me.

Since I had been gone all day the guilt trip Shay was laying on me to sit on the sofa and pet her belly was not something I wanted to fight, so I just did it. It did not take long for the exhaustion of so much Christmas reverie to overcome me and before I knew it I was sound asleep sitting straight up on the sofa with a happy puppy next to me. I imagine I also had my mouth open as old people who just pass out sitting up often do.

I can’t remember the last time I fell asleep at three in the afternoon. Sadly the phone rang and woke me. Oh how nice that little nap was. The early darkness of these very sort days of December are made for snuggle snoozing. Forget exercise and productivity. Give me lazing and lounging.

I have no idea if I was dreaming anything in my short foray into the uncurious, but I awoke to the realization that I have not gotten teacher or coach gifts and school is out in two days. I have Russ’ office Christmas party tomorrow night and I have to provide something for the white elephant exchange. The pressure to be clever, yet still come up with something people can take home on an airplane is enormous.

Then there is the little thing about presents for my family. I think that if I could just go ahead and knock out all the presents on my list I could take a much longer nap without guilt or fear that I was sleeping through something important — as long as I remember to turn the ringer on the phone off. Maybe the nap will have to wait until after Christmas, but then it’s time to get back to exercise to get off the holiday pounds. I guess I don’t see any rest in my future unless my puppy demands it.

Shay Shay, please beg me to snuggle, I need the rest.