My cat Satan (Not her real name) woke me this morning around 3:30 a.m. And of course, I do not fall back to sleep easily so I found myself with plenty of time to sit and think and wonder. Here are the results of what went through my head this morning;

1. Why are Saints Saints? Why can’t people who are still alive be Saints? I guess Saints must be Catholic and they must be by definition Holy. I would like to propose that us Non-Catholics hijack the word Saint and bestow it upon those who we feel are worthy of such a “Holy” title. My first choice would be all Mother’s who are stay at home Moms who have to deal with Twins day in, and day out. (Not to exclude other Moms but I can only speak what I know.) So I stayed home yesterday from work and do some stuff around the house and I watched as my wife battled our kids all day. The fact that the kids are still alive must be because she is of a divine nature and does not believe in murder. Yes, it was one of those days.
2. Has anyone ever heard an emergency broadcast? Why can’t our government communicate with us on an individual level when there is an emergency? They know who we are. Or at least they know who we are when they want money from us.
3. Do kids dream in baby language or is it that they dream in our spoken language and we only here them speak in their baby talk? Why hasn’t anyone been able to translate baby talk into … say English? We understand whales but not babies?
4. Why do cats feel the need to knead on your chest at 3:30 in the morning? What is it that they think they are doing? If we could harness that talent, we would not need bread makers.
5. Why can’t I just fall back to sleep after waking up without thinking such random thoughts?

Just wondering.

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