The interrupted sleep I've been getting is making for some interesting dreams. To wit:
Sunday morning, I dreamed that I met both presidential candidates at a country harvest festival. My goal was to get Obama to sign a quilt someone had made. Right as he took the pen and the quilt from me, I woke up...
Monday morning, I dreamed I was hanging out at a pool with my friend and her three sons (except that in real life, this friend has two daughters). Noah fell through (?!!) his little water toy dealio, so I went to retrieve him from the pool. Turns out he had turned into a rather small, but also very cute, snake. I was completely unconcerned, though a bit puzzled because he had no limbs. When my friend asked me where his arms and legs were, he promptly sprouted some, consequently looking a bit like the Geico gecko.
I couldn't make this stuff up. Or did I?!