Wednesday, August 10, 2005

Peter Pan, Heart, and Three Hours of Sleep

How in world are they related you ask? Good question, I'll explain...

Last night I had another blast from the past that kept me up until 4:00 this morning. I had three hours of sleep before coming into work this morning and let me just say that I feel GREAT! Why sleep when I can function on three hours? We had a great conversation - one of the best I've had in so long.

When I lived in Houston my mother played tennis with a group of women. All of the children ran around together and played at the tennis courts while they had their match. The girls built mud pies, which were referred to as "sissy pies" last night and the boys dug tunnels. We climbed trees together, played on the tire swing. Wait a second - they played on the tire swing, I watched and that was enough to make me want to throw up. I met Lori at the tennis courts when we were six and we have remained best friends since then. But Lori is not my blast from the past. I see her all the time. My blast from the past will be referred to as Peter Pan for reasons that I won't explain. All you need to know is that flying is his super hero power...that's right.

This is where Heart comes in. If you remember from childhood days, "When your powers combine, I am Captain Planet." (I know you were just saying that in the voice.) And since every flying super hero needs a trusty sidekick, Peter Pan gets Heart...ahem...me...I'm Heart for those that didn't catch onto that. We haven't developed a story yet, but you can be sure there will be one - a good one. I'm willing to bet it will be more interesting than this post.

So there - Peter Pan, Heart, and three hours of sleep...but I'm not done.

My mom walked in a few minutes before 4:00 after going to the bathroom and just stood there laughing at me. "What could you possibly still be talking about?" Oh there's lots mom. The last time we saw each other was two years ago. And before that I can't ever remember - so there's lots of catching up to do.

My dad told me I should to go to sleep at 12:00. "Alright Dad, I'm right behind you!" I said that with the best of intentions but the conversation was so good I couldn't pull myself away. I developed an elaborate plan around 3:30 in the morning just in case he woke up. You know after 2:00 is when the best plans are made! I shut the door to my room and turned off all the lights in the house. Back in the computer room, I kept an eye on the bathroom just incase the light flicked on. I can tell my parents apart from their footsteps (can't most people?) so when it flicked on, I listened carefully. At first it was just the dog and then my mom appeared. Had it been my dad that I heard, I was going to make a mad dash for the sofa in the back room and act like I had fallen asleep back there. Not that he would have cared - he just wanted to make sure I was up and able to go to work in the morning.

My parents are pretty easy going. Once in high school me and some friends snuck out of the house to make a movie all night all around town. But my parents are so cool I just said, "Mom, Dad - on Thursday night Sara and I are sneaking out of the house. We'll be gone all night." They just laughed...alright Haley, whatever you want to do. Don't get into trouble. I should now say that we broke a bench in the bank that night. But another story for another day. Haha...fun night.

I don't remember what I was writing about now. I've totally gone off on another tangent. I'll just wrap things up then. I very much enjoyed my conversation with Peter last night. I woke up with a new freshness of life...oh, that's what I was going to say. He's got a great outlook on life and is so full of life that you can't help but talk to him. When people are like that, you want to know more about them, know what it is that makes them so happy. So of course I had to talk...until 4:00. It was so refreshing to listen to him talk about life, his faith, old memories. Three hours of sleep isn't a lot of sleep, but this morning, I woke up feeling great. Good conversations just do that to me, I guess. Rise and shine and give God the glory!!

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