It’s 11:42pm and I am still up. I owe it all to Dare and Sanguine. I started staying up late since they were born. The reason being that when all four children went to bed I wanted to be fully conscious and know how it felt not to have anyone hanging on me (we call it “Lovin’ on” or “huggin’ on”). Well I have to admit that it’s probably not the wisest decision I have ever made, because when 5:30am rolls around and Dare is waking up, I’m wishing that I’d gone to bed at about 8:00.

However on my 40th birthday Paul and the kids bought me the entire first season of the hot TV show, LOST. Have you know I knew nothing about this story. We have been TV-less for some years now but since LOST has woven itself oh so intricately into my life I can’t stop! I don’t go to bed without watching at least two episodes per night. We, I dragged Paul in with me, are just wrapping up with season 2. We have one more disc to go before season 3 engulfs me. I’m hooked, I have got to come clean… “Hi, my name is Monica and I am a LOST Junkie”. Thanks, Now I can go to bed.