So Tired

Why am I so tired? We can attribute this to multiple reasons:

1) Work was exceedingly frustrating today. Everyone was tired, it seems, so that just made it worse, because we were testy with each other. And made me grumpy on the way home, especially when I had to watch some idiot vomiting in the subway station at 6:15 - St. Patrick's day fun!

2) Daylight savings time. I used to love it - and now I think it is stupid. My body has been under the impression that I am trying to wake up at 4:30 am every day (in the dark), so I should fall asleep at 9:00 pm. I do like that I have gotten out of work early, but then I get annoyed that I'm too tired to go to the gym because I don't want to get sick (leading to #3). My theory is that if I'm tired and go to the gym and am exposed to germs, my body won't be able to cope with all three (it makes me feel better).

3) The hubs is sick, which I could tell was happening on Saturday. His co-workers always go to work sick - silly lawyers, so this is the third time he's had a cold since the fall. Since I'm trying to make myself stay awake until at least 11:00, I stayed in the living room while he was asleep. Problem - I didn't not take my preventative NyQuil yet, so was not going to be sufficiently drugged to sleep through his snoring. Normally, I just say his name and tell him he's snoring and his subconscious self changes position and he stops, but when he's sick, he wakes up. I didn't have the heart to wake him, and I hate not being able to sleep, mostly because I just sit there getting more annoyed, so I grabbed my pillow and went and slept on the couch, which wasn't that much better of a night's sleep, but at least the snoring didn't keep me up.

I must be ill...

I really never thought I would say this, but we made a meal that had too much cheese in it last night. The hubs found a recipe for pasta with asparagus with a gorgonzola cheese sauce. YUM! What could go wrong - pasta, asparagus, and blue cheese, all great components. We even decided to add some of the duck prosciutto the hubs had made to add some solid protein.

The meal should have been fantastic, but it turned out to be a bit of a struggle. The sauce was too rich, too thick, and too much. Maybe if we had some really fat asparagus and thinned the sauce out with some milk (not cream, there was already enough of that in it), the dish would have ben bearable, but it was just too much. It makes me sad. :(

Baby Names

I know it has been a long time since I've posted, but I had a random thought today and wanted to share it with more people than my husband and J of J&R (our downstairs neighbors from Austin).

A client of ours sent out an email a birth announcement (though he did forget to use bcc instead of cc, so now people are hitting "reply all" with polite, but inconsequential responses). Apparently, our client and his wife have named their children with a hybrid last name, ie part of the dad's last name combined with part of the mom's last name. What would ours be (Mom, this is STRICTLY hypothetical)? Dunarty, Dundarty, Dunty, Fogdon, or my personal favorite: Fogartidon, pronounced Fo-GART-i-dun (mostly because it reminds me of a nickname a friend made up for me in college).