So, it is quarter past eleven at night, *Yes the time on this post probably says different but I tried to change that once and it confused everything so I just decided to ignore it* I am sat, alone, in my extremely confortable double bed, thinking about her lordship and the times we have shared here. For example, the time when, in a dazed, half asleep state she turned to me and said "if t-rexs only see things that are moving how do they avoid walking into trees/tripping over rocks?" Clearly a valid point, and most interesting, but... appropriate as a pre-slumber contemplation?
I think not.
For starters, who really wants to be thinking about such an unusual question just before going to sleep? Not me. Imagine what it would do to your dreams?!?! There'd be dinosaurs tripping over here, there and everywhere! Also there's the problem of actually getting to sleep once you've been set off on this uncontrollable rampage of thoughts. 'Cause that's always how it happens, you're just lay there pleasantly thinking about not very much and then your brain starts buzzing and you have to run around in your pyjamas like a crazed lizard, pulling at your hair and screaming to the heavens!!!
Or is that just me...
I don't know if you've noticed but... I think I might be rambling. And no, ha ha, I don't mean wandering about the hills and public footpaths of England. Tsk! Anyway! I think it might possibly be Lil's bedtime now. So, goodnight, my fabulous and delicious and ever-so-slightly rambunctious monstrosities!!
All the best,
Love Lil (aka God)