I had forgotten what this feels like...and, mercy, it FEELS GREAT!

Last night I slept over eight hours in a row, back to back, uninterrupted, without waking up, all through the night.  I wish I could be even more emphatic, loquacious, supernumerary, redundant.

Only those of you who've struggled with sleep deprivation can fully appreciate that ridiculous opening sentence. 

When I was pregnant, my sleep was interrupted from babies squashing my bladder; after I gave birth, well, when they didn't sleep, neither did I.  And for some reason when we moved to Tennessee 4 1/2 years ago, I quit sleeping soundly (I wonder if it's coincidence that's also when I crossed the "40" threshold....).

Before last night, I couldn't tell you the last time I slept more than 5 hours uninterrupted.

So...this morning...I'm refreshed...I'm cheerful...I FEEL GOOD!  And, strangely, I'm inspired to write a show tune; okay, make that RE-WRITE a show tune.  Please, to the soundtrack of Oliver's "Food, Glorious Food", SING WITH ME!!

Sleep, glorious sleep!
How?  Uninterrupted.
Miss it and I weep
Temper, it's erupted. Sandman cruelly skips my bed
Leaves me tossing and turning
Lying, now, awake instead
Sweet dreams, I am yearning. Sleep, glorious sleep!
I'm anxious to do this--
Not hearing a peep,
Sounds to me like true bliss. Eight hours' slumber in a row
Silent, solid and deep--
Oh, sleep,
Wonderful sleep!
Marvelous sleep!!
Glorious sleep!!!

And all the people said..."AAA-men!"