Rock-a-bye Baby

Have I told you? No matter if it is a car, a plane or a boat, I'm likely to nod off to sleep. Just like a baby. 

As it was over Memorial Day weekend, I was lulled to sleep in the car on our drive to Fox Lake. I was lulled to sleep in the plane on the way home. It's a wonder I wasn't lulled to sleep on the boat.

 I've always been a good sleeper :)

That's my sister's arm and hand. I was leaning on her with my pillow in the backseat on a road trip.

It was a beautiful and relaxing trip along the water. I think the only reason I held out was that it was way too interesting to draw my mind into the inactivity needed for sleep.

The reason I bring this up...I have to laugh at myself for falling asleep on the plane home. We only had 4 hours of sleep the night before. Matt said he could almost sleep on that flight (and he can never sleep during travel). I could not keep my eyes open no matter how hard I tried.

Since I was in the middle seat there was nowhere to rest my head. The seat wasn't angled back enough to provide sufficient support, so my head just rolled over to the side in an awkwardly (no miserably) uncomfortable position. Twice...count it...Two Times, I woke myself up with a snorty snore. 

You know what I mean...you are breathing through your mouth as it hangs agape and all of a sudden it snarfles. Your throat gives a snorty sound; it is actually a brief snore...a throaty rattle...as you inhale. (Don't you feel better now that I've described it fully?!)

When it happened, I woke up, immediately looked at Matt (insecurely...like "did you hear that?!") and then rested my head back against my seat (satisfied). He merely looked up from his magazine briefly without a distinct reaction; however, as he turned back toward his magazine he did turn up the corner of his mouth in a slight...slightly amused...grin. Shortly thereafter, I dropped off to sleep and did it AGAIN! 

If I could have stayed awake, I would have...just to avoid repeating that again. Matt was gracious not to tease me after I'd done it twice! I sure wasn't going to tempt him with a third time, if I could help it. As it was, I had to be grateful for a husband who doesn't make fun of me (most of the time ;) and an airplane full of people who also were asleep. :)