Well, as some of you may know, I become an OCD mean person when it comes to sleep. I have to have all conditions perfect in order to fall asleep; it has to be completely dark (I use a blindfold), void of noise except for the humming of a fan, and the perfect temperature. When we first moved into our house, Devin and I moved our mattress out into the family room and slept out there for the first 2 or 3 weeks. The master bedroom is in the front of the house, with 2 huge windows looking out onto the street. Surprise is not a dangerous city, but the windows being 2 feet from my face as I tried to sleep just wasn't cutting it. I could hear every car door close, every person walking on the sidelwalk, etc. (like I said, i'm a freak when it comes to sleeping). Like most situations, my hero of a husband worked it out for me. I made a comment in passing one day that he should put dry-wall over the windows to make it look like they were never there. My sweet Devin not only took that seriously, but made it a reality. He is so talented when it comes to home improvements.

Well as I was writing this and feeling pretty bad about the fact that I'm a crazy person when it comes to my sleep time, I had a fond memory that I'm not the only one. I'm pretty sure she's normal now in this department, but let's take a stroll down memory lane anyway! Let's set the stage, shall we?
It was 5 in the morning after our Senior Grad Night celebration. We (Me, Amy, Leigh Ann, Alison Francis, Selena, and Jessica) were all sleeping at Alison Francis' house. Most of us were still awake, having a grand old time, not even thinking about going to sleep, when Selena suddenly appeared from her sleeping bag, hair messy, eyes bloodshot, and said, "YOU GUYS!!@#!@# I REALLY NEED TO GET SOME SLEEP!!! YOU ALL NEED TO SHUT UP!!!" I think this is the funniest memory because Selena is the least person to be a party-pooper ever. I wonder if anyone else remembers that. Good memories.