Well, looks like I'm the first up. Or is that last up?
Let me tell you why I'm up.
I'm up in my bed at 10:30ish. DH has tomorrow off, so he's down here on the computer trying to win another phase of Civilization II. DD comes up to say goodnight. She climbs into bed with me for a brief chat before bed. She's checking out my rings, and asks if she can try one on. I hand her my wedding ring, and she says, "Oh, sure. Give me the cheap one without the diamonds." So she sticks it on one of her middle fingers, claiming hers are much thinner than mine. I'm reading my book, and I hear a quiet, "I can't get it off." Naturally she's joking, because we're all jokers in our family, so I utter a grunt without removing my eyes from the page. Again, "Mom, I'm serious. I really can't get it off."
Sure enough, the damned thing is firmly lodged. She's frantic, and worried I'll be mad. "Go and ask Daddy to take it off."
Off she goes, and I fall asleep, unconcerned. I wake up at 1:30ish thanks to my acid reflux. You know that drowning sensation with the unpleasant taste? We're all a little heavy here, so I'll tell you, it would really help in that respect if I were to lose 60 pounds.
Knowing my sweet DH, he's probably still hunched over the computer, eyes glued to the screen, moving his armies with a God-like flick of the mouse.
Yes. There's DD in the TV room watching a Bob Hope movie with a bag of frozen cauliflower pressed against her hand, a tub of Penzoil grease beside her. Her finger is puffy and sore.
I have just sent DH out the door with DD and a flea in his ear. They're heading to emergency to get the ring snipped. DD, convinced I'm hiding my anger, until I explain that after 16 happy years of marriage (bar tonight), I hardly care about a little band of gold next to the well-being of my daughter. We part with a hug. Her finger is particularly sore at this point, because DH hoped to get out of the wait in Emergency by taking a hacksaw to the ring. Needless to say...
Ah... he just called. They're on their way home. Ring is snipped, daughter is fine, DH apologetic for snapping at me.
I'm going to bed... hugs to all of you...