How often do ya’ll have one of those nights, when you just can’t go to sleep???? For this old woman…. it’s now!!!

You see, I’m one of those early to bed; early to rise kind a girls. Goodness by 9 pm, I’m usually already down for the night…. sometimes it’s as early as 7:00.

Yeah, I can imagine what some of you may be thinking right now ….. ” goodness she must be a fat lazy cow.” No, not really…. I prefer to think of myself as fluffy, with lots to hug; sometimes serene…sometimes completely nuts, and I’m anything, (well maybe not anything) ….. but definitely, not a cow!!!

I just like turning in early. I mean goodness, what’s all the hype about prime tv? I don’t find anything on worth watching…. tv sure ain’t what it used to be… that’s for sure!!

When I was growing up, tv was worthwhile! It wasn’t cussing, half nude or naked people, violence, the blood and gore, and hyped up reality shows of today. So why on earth would I want to stay up for such nonsense?

It seems that today’s society seems to enjoy and thrive on such garbage. But for me…… “Nope!!!! No thank you!!!!!! “ I’d so much rather watch the shows from days gone by.

Programs like… Little House on the Prairie … The Andy Griffith Show…. Touched by an Angel…. I Love Lucy…. The Waltons. Those are my kind of tv shows.

So tv is definitely not worth staying up for to this old girl.

Where on earth was I going with this? Oh yeah…. don’t laugh πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ ……. but ….. I had to scroll back up to see what I wrote for the title πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚

Goodness gracious, I’m pretty sure I’ve been up way too long today. But well, sleep seems to have left me at the train station tonight. So what’s a body to do at times like this?

I actually have no idea…. this just doesn’t happen to me very often. Why, usually by this time of night I’m snoring like a freight train… well according to hubby, I am anyway. Can’t prove it by me though, I’ve never heard it. πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚

So, will I admit it? There ain’t no way…… not today, not ever! Ladies don’t snore…. well maybe we do, but it’s his word against mine. Since I’ve never heard it personally, I won’t ever, ever, ever admit it.

Oh my, rambling again…. I am really, really bad about that…. just ask anybody that knows me.

I seem to have a spaghetti plate for a brain… you know where all the noodles are just tangled up together. That’s me and my brain… a million thoughts all going at once, and often just getting all tangled up together.

Then…. well, I just change topics midstream, like a train changes tracks. But oh well, I’ve rambled til I’m sleepy at last.

This post probably won’t make a lick of sense tomorrow when I sit down to actually read it. But that’s okay… most the time this world don’t make a lick of sense either.

So as in the closing sentences of THE WALTONS…… Good night Grandpa, Good night Grandma, Good night Children, Good night John Boy, Good night Elizabeth, Good night Daddy, Good night Son, Good night Mama, Good night Mary Ellen, Good night Jim Bob.Β Β Good night everybody, now pipe down and everybody get some sleep!!!!!

So, from this American girl in a little part of the country to all you folks in your part of this world…… Good night and sweet dreams!!!!