I'm having one of those insomnic nights where I woke up at 3:30, tossed and turned for 2 hours, and decided that I might as well get out of bed, drink some herbal tea, blog for a while, and hopefully tire myself out so I do get some sleep. The Dutchess is here with me, proof reading, although I'm sure if I fed her she'd be tucked away in her basket in a second.
I never did take photos of the scrapbooks I made, but here is a pic of one in progress, with ever-so-helpful Mao supervising. I can't tell you how many times I had to kick him off the table. (You can even see the devilish glint in his eyes. ) I'm sure if we had a dog, he wouldn't be up on the table.

I was looking up the word 'insomnic' because at this time of the morning, I'm not quite sure it is the correct word. So I googled "definition insomnic" and this is what I found:
Definition of an Insomnic Agnostic Dyslexic. Someone who lies awake at night wondering if there really is a dog.

Oh. And, insomnic is not a word, according to Webster's. So I have a choice of insomnia or insomniac, neither of which sounds right when paired with the word night. So, I should have started out by writing "I'm having one of those sleepless nights..."

YAWN!