Falling asleep in the chair

I missed most of the Cubs / Cardinals game last night. I fell asleep with a full tummy in my big chair. My family ignores me when I do this. I woke up about 2 a.m. and went to bed, doffing my sweaty shirt. My son mentioned that he came downstairs about 11:30 and messed with me for a while but I didn't wake up. God only knows what he did. How far we fall when we become a hapless target for our offspring. Thank goodness I'm mostly nice to him. I shudder to think of what his revenge might be.


Here's a close up picture I like. I took it when I was awake and had some dignity. Or, at least, I was awake.

My vacation coincides with the release of the last Harry Potter book. My daughter has been monoplizing it, but I still get my hours in. Having time to read in the afternoon is a luxury.


Robyn, whose back has mostly healed, would like to organize this week for me. I'm steadfastly resisting. We are going to the Johnson County Fair today, but I refuse to be organized about it. She and I are moving in different energy systems. She is finally able to be active and I am finally able to hold still. I am the immobile entity tending toward immobility, she is the moving object tending to remain in motion. Two shits passing in the night.

If you happen to be falling asleep in your family room, and you see this person looking at you planfully as you drift off . . . BE VERY AFRAID.