May 4th, 2011 | Author: trancejen
Holy Pole-Dancing Christ, am I hyperactive today. I have only had a mere four cups of coffee and one Diet Coke, yet I am bouncing off of the fricking walls.
Sometimes I just wake up this way. Yesterday I woke up with “Livin’ La Vida Loca” in my head, which decidedly made it a Bad Day, but today I have a pretty sweet medley of Frou Frou and Stars going, so a Good Day it is.
Earworms. They can make or break you.
We are going to a Gary Railcats game (Gary, Indiana! Once the per capita murder capital of the US!) in a few weeks. I am as excited as shit because I love a good baseball game, particularly when it’s in the ‘hood and people get rowdy and ridiculous. I would also like to attend a couple of Sox games this year if possible, but heading out to that park has become quite the expensive undertaking.
I am also excited because the fine folks of the Gret Stet of Indianny have docked The Shit’s tax return once again this year, netting us a very reasonable sum of cash. This means new glasses and new duds for the J-Man, and perhaps a nice little local trip for all of us this summer – something for which we’re long overdue.
Maybe we can swing those Sox tickets, too.
This day also finds me excited due to the fact that it is not forty degrees. It may actually be fifty, which is practically T-shirt weather. Hell, I may actually put on my bathing suit and some baby oil and go lay out.
I’ve just grown to accept the fact that spring is not coming this year. It just isn’t going to happen, and we Midwesterners are going to have to suck it up and live with it.
In other news, I go to bed ridiculously early. Sometimes at 8:30, but usually at around 9:30. I generally am up by 5:30, so this works for me, because God forbid I don’t get eight hours of sleep. My eye bags, even though composed of the highest-quality full-grain leather, look horrendous if I have less than eight hours.
Not only do I go to bed ridiculously early, but I often take a nap in the afternoon after I take my afternoon meds. They tend to knock me out a little bit.
My point (and I do have one) is that I am one of the most well-rested people you will ever meet. So internet, tell me this: Why do I yawn all the time? I yawn incessantly. I yawn over breakfast, lunch, and dinner. I yawn while talking to very interesting people. I have yawned while doing the nasty.
It’s horribly embarrassing, particularly the Sex Yawn. No one wants to think they’re boring the crap out of their sexual partner.
I have no idea what causes this yawning, and frankly I’m afraid to look on WebMD, because everything there leads to cancer.
I think I’m going to go use my hyperactivity for good and go for a run. Have a happy day.
You may be a shallow breather without realizing it, leading to slight oxygen deprivation. Then you yawn in response to get some extra O2 in.
When I smoked I yawned a lot more, for the same reason.
How’s your posture, if you don’t sit up straight it can also put pressure on your diaphram making you yawn.
Me is correct. Yawning is a response to low oxygen levels. Proper posture and riding cowgirl should reduce how much you are yawning.
On your next trip to the doctors, you might want to mention the yawning.
Well Hay-ell, I was gonna say the same as your first two intelligent post-ers regarding the yawning but now I’m just gonna say: ” Um hon, are you bored all the time?” That will always make me yawn like an alchy-o-holic on the nod if my interest has not been captured in a butterfly net. On the other hand, Oxygen deprovation is a very real possiblity so make sure to be a good girl and ask the Doctor about it. Of course he’ll say ” Stop smoking you heathen woman, you !” but ignore that and ask for some good pep pills to throw him off his game for the hell of it anyway. And by god Jen, lay off the huffing, will ya? Jeeeeze um crow woman. Loving you from afar….John in Phoenix (Soon to be Tucson in a week).
Well, shit. It is probably the smoking, even though I don’t smoke very much any more. My posture is pretty good, but I will try to work on that, too, and I will ask my doctor. I think I am a shallow breather, Me, now that I think about it.
Nightowl, riding cowgirl…LMAO
And John, I will TRY to lay off of the huffing. LOL It’s SO hard.
I have the same yawning problem and have always wondered where it comes from. I’m definitely a shallow breather which also leads me to periodically take a really deep breath which people interpret as a sigh. To others, I guess I appear to always be yawning or sighing like a big ol’ ball of fun. I’ll have to work on that.
Maybe the people we know just aren’t fucking exciting enough, Amy.
Jen sweetie it’s because of the meds that you yawn.
And all of the above are also true. The meds slow you down and you breathe more shallow and slower.
I recommend you take a nice deep breath, hold it. . . exhale.
Feel better