Insomnia

Posted on | May 5, 2009 | 13 Comments |

And it’s not me… it’s hubby. I’ve actually been getting great sleeps the last couple days. Monday I emailed him at work and told him my sleeping time was awesome and he replied with this:

“I did not sleep.
At all.
I lay there all night watching the clock tick time away.
I want to kill that clock.
It mocks me all night with
its smug attitude and astro-green numerals.
I hate how it just turns itself on at 0515 as if to say
“Get up right now asshole.
I know you did not sleep at all
but now it is finally time to give up and start your day.”
Oh how I long to rid myself of that scourge, that unsympathetic
digital sentry that keeps watch over me throughout the night.
Such an unholy and unforgiving device,
faithfully carrying out its duty without regard!
Oh how I fear and loathe it’s robotic gaze each time the moon rises!
Oh how I pull my hair and gnash my teeth upon each inaudible tick
as I am shown visible proof of my insomnia!!!
Oh sweet relief,
remove this terror from my daily burden!!!”

I love his writing style. He writes this way every so often to me. Cracks me up each time. I think she should take more writing classes and also literature… what do you think? {::SMILES}.

Here’s a card for 2S4Y, Laura’s #25. I used a lot of scraps for this card. Even the ribbon… I only trimmed the edges. I didn’t know where I was going with this card. I just knew I wanted to use that pattern paper and the Damask. I like it and it’s going to a special couple.

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regan posted the following on May 5, 2009 at 10:49 am.
I agree, great poem…fab card too!
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~amy~ posted the following on May 5, 2009 at 10:49 am.
gorgeous card Savitri…it’s even more gorgeous since you used scraps..I’m not so good about using my scraps…you’ve inspired me though…your hubby is one heavy duty writer…that’s some good stuff.
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Katie posted the following on May 5, 2009 at 2:19 pm.
Oh wow! I love all the gorgeous details. And what a great poem…a perfect description!
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Clouds posted the following on May 5, 2009 at 4:38 pm.
Wow, nice card! You never fail to impress :D So, you have to tell me where you got the pattern paper, the color are awesome!

Too bad your hubby can’t sleep, that’s a bummer. But very fine writing indeed! You’re right, he should take more writing classes!

Have a good day,
Clouds :D
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Angie Tieman posted the following on May 5, 2009 at 6:26 pm.
Very fun card!! Glad I’m not the only one who got a little crazy with this sketch! hee! hee!
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Laura Davis posted the following on May 5, 2009 at 6:47 pm.
Beautiful card Savitri! I love the little poem your husband wrote, very cute:)
Laura
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Cheryl N posted the following on May 5, 2009 at 7:17 pm.
gorgeous card! love the flourishes and the colors! love the poem your hubby wrote…i can sadly relate all too well to it!
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Cindy posted the following on May 5, 2009 at 10:12 pm.
Beautiful card, Savitri! As always, I love your butterlies!

When I saw the title, i thought it was you who couldn’t sleep. Never thought it was your hubby..haha. And he’s so funny :)
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Chloe posted the following on May 5, 2009 at 10:44 pm.
So so gorgeous! I’m sure your friends will love it – that sentiment is so sweet.
Aww your poor hubs cracks me up! He seriously should take some more writing classes! Fingers crossed for you he gets some sleep soon :)
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Angela posted the following on May 6, 2009 at 10:16 pm.
Savitri,
What a great card, love all the color.
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Eveline van Heijst posted the following on May 7, 2009 at 2:08 am.
Great card. And yes it’s a funny poem. I wish him sweet dreams.
Eveline.
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Dora posted the following on May 7, 2009 at 11:14 am.
Thanks for your sweet comment on my blog…….and this card is great, love the colors. And this sketch makes me grazy to!

Hugs Dora
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Amy posted the following on May 10, 2009 at 9:53 am.
I love your card, it is awesome!! Your husband has a great writing style….the poem is great.
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