get your mind out of the gutter

Man, this summer might be the death of us. We have so many things (many of them wonderful, wonderful things) going on that we're feeling a bit... stressed. Poor Jamie here only slept two to three hours last night, and then he went on in to work. I am 92 percent useless with only three hours of sleep. Less than that? Don't even let me drive. But he came home early from work and squeezed in a 45 minute nap before we made dinner and ate ice cream on the front porch (before crawling off to bed again).By the way, are you curious about what on God's green earth could wake a man up after only 45 minutes of napping in this condition? That would be a hungry golden retriever. Bitch.**Said as lovingly as possible.