Five AM wake up call.
For the past several days, Hamlet has felt the need to wake up at five AM. And he wakes up- not to pee, not to poop, but because he is ready to start his day. AT FIVE AM! I don't know what to do about it. I tried sticking him back in the crate, but all he does is cry. I tried playing with him non-stop before he goes to sleep at night, so he'll expend all his excess energy and sleep to a more decent time. But it isn't working. I'm hoping it's just a phase, because just a mere five days ago, he was sleeping through the night and waking up around seven like a good little boy. Just last week, this sleep deprivation every bone and muscle in my body is feeling right now did not exist. He slept from eleven to seven. Perfect. Now he's sleeping from eleven to twelve-thirty, and about one to five. Grrrr. Hamlet better not do this next week when I start school.
All my mom has to say to this is, "Welcome to motherhood!" Although thankfully, sleep deprivation has escaped me today. My mom woke up at six this morning, and took over for me until she had to leave for work. I got two extra hours of sleep today. Ahhhh.
Enough about the puppy. More about meteorites. Yes, meteorites.
While traveling back to Modesto from the San Francisco airport a few weeks ago, I saw a neon-teal-red colored looking firework in the sky. It was really close and it was beautiful. My aunt had picked us up from the airport, and consequently was telling us about the first, and only time she had ever seen a meteorite. As she fininished her story, I saw the astonishing firework, and pointed it out as a meteorite. My aunt immediately stomped upon my excitement by calling it a firework, and that was that.
Well firework it was not. In the local paper, they published an article describing approximately where the meteorite hit, what time it occured, and were asking people who had seen it to come forth to tell them where they had seen it (so they would be able to find the meteorite and study it). As it turns out, this meteorite hit the earth at almost exactly the same time and place I saw my "firework."
Pretting exciting, eh?
