It's official — the baby is now sleeping better than I am. Ugh. He woke up at 2:30 and went right back to sleep. Nearly three hours later, I'm still awake. Even my new book on the history of the NSA didn't put me under. And I'm still nursing, so that means Tylenol PM is out. Grrr. My brain is too full, and my Brian is too wheezy for me to wake him up with a clear conscience, and I can't clean house because that would be too loud (I'm kind of a maniac when I clean the house).

So, here I am. Anyone up for a game of cards?