bad case of the jimmy legs

I'm exhaused. Judd did a big quadrathon tournament thing yesterday (3 30-minute games each of touch football, volleyball, soccer, and ultimate frisbee) and literally had to drag himself up the stairs last night. His legs/arms kept spasiming all night, thus either jumping most of the night, or, on a handfull of instances, actually kicking me. I am not a happy camper today. Didn't think to crawl to the guestroom until it was a few minutes before the alarm went off....

Other weekend hightlights:
-Sammy pushing his luck again with the dog beach and ignoring sticks/balls in favor of doing somersaults into not one, but 3 Big Dead Fish. 2 baths and a baking soda rub later, he's still a bit fishy. blech.

-Washing machine buzzing, smoking, and dying upon washing of fishy dog towels and blanket.



Ahhhh....it's gonna be a good week.