stressbuster.

Things are a bit crazy around here right now, but Mr. Unicorn reminds me of what's important.

P.S. Can you tell I'm still hopped up on painkillers?

early bird.

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I've always been more of a night owl than a morning person. Getting up early for me is borderline torturous — there's nothing more painful than leaving a warm, snuggly bed before sunrise. One of the worst jobs I had, even though it paid good money and was easy, was nannying my senior year, because I had to get up before the sun.

But I will admit that the few times I've gotten up early (or stayed up really late) and watched the sunrise, it was amazing. Unless I'm out with friends having a late night, there's just not much to do once it gets dark, but there are hours in the morning that are totally wasted because I'm asleep. I want to start going to bed a little earlier and reclaim those morning hours. I want time to make coffee and eggs, enjoy it on the porch, walk my dog, and spend time with Todd (if I can get him out of bed) — all before even going to work.

Do you think it's possible to become a morning person if you're not one at all?

nerding out: jelly bellies.

Earlier this week, my newspaper helped put on an event at the S.C. Aquarium to raise money for relief efforts in Japan. There was plenty of food, drinks, and entertainment, but I was probably most mesmerized by these jellyfish. I pretty much had to tear myself away from their tank.