Live Every Week Like It's Shark Week

So now 2 people I know have died in 1 week and neither were aged. Ms. Library Director was in her early 60's and the other person, a local scene maker married to a well-known local musician, was born in 1958. I am trying to remember more than ever to live every week like it's shark week!

I'm feeling really happy these days which blows my mind considering how miserable and depressed I had been for the past 3 weeks. S and I are back in our honeymoon phase and it's great and I want to keep it there and nurture it as long as possible. V-day is off to a great start. La Mad has brought back the heart-shaped cheesecakes and this year you can even get strawberries or chocolate on top! S said he would get me one and for his gift, since he broke his "everyday" watch recently I gave him approval to buy a nice Swiss army watch at a deal from one of his coworkers. And of course, our 3rd wedding anniversary is next Tues. I have ordered Season 4 and 5 of Curb Your Enthusiasm for S (and me!) to enjoy.

I really missed S last night when I was gone for my sleep study, which was a trip. I arrived at 8pm and was told to get dressed for bed already (long flannel nightgown, thigh-high socks). The sleep tech then proceeded to get me completely wired up, literally. She attached 2 waist band sensors around me. I got 2 electrodes on my chest and 20, yes 20 electrodes on my head, face, and scalp. Wires were attached to each leg. Finally, oxygen sensors were placed in my nostrils. I felt like Frankendela and in fact, when I called Brandon in MO I said it was Frankendela calling which I think he liked. I had planned to watch tv, read, lie around and talk on the phone all night but it took the tech almost an hour to get me all hooked up so by that time it was pretty much time for me to get in bed and try to get ready for slumber. I fell asleep soon after Letterman but then I woke up about 5-6 times and didn't achieve REM until almost 4am at which time it was time for me to go home! First my damn nose sensors kept falling out so she had to give me another kind that taped under my nose; then the sensor behind my left ear fell off and she had to come find it; then I had to go to the bathroom and she had to come in and unhook the little machine, etc. etc. So now I just hope that I didn't have performance anxiety and I snored and rolled like a champion, but I guess we'll find out how they can help me in a week or so.