Gramma's wake-up call
When I visit Bubby, he loves to wake me in the morning. I'm supposed to stay in my bed until he creeps in and tells me "Good morning, Gramma!" Then he usually crawls into bed with me and we chat for a few minutes before heading downstairs for breakfast.
If Bubby happens to sleep late and I get up before he does, he chastises me with, "I was supposed to wake you up, Gramma!" I then either return to my bed and we go through the motions of how things were supposed to go down, or we agree that I'll stay in bed the following morning until my wake-up call from Bubby.
Bubby's alarms of choice include simply whispering "Good morning, Gramma," shaking a jingle-bell adorned dog collar, or blowing his harmonica. The first is a sweet way to start the day; the second two are mildly alarming. One morning this past week, though, there was this—at about quadruple the decibels of this video (or so it seemed):
Although not the way I typically rise and shine, I can handle bells and I can handle harmonicas rousing me from a deep sleep. A psycho hip-hop reindeer rocking the house—and my brain—right outta the REM stage not so much.
Actually—and this is no joke or exaggeration, folks—I thought I was having a heart attack. Honest. I didn't remember the psycho reindeer from previous trips so hearing it go off at 6:03 in the morning was the trippiest experience I've had in quite some time. And the scariest. And the closest I've come to my heart going into overload and exploding right there on the spot.
Bubby didn't know to what degree he freaked out Gramma because instead of screeching my instinctive response of "What the <cuss>? <Cussing> stop that <cussing> <cusser> <cussing> NOW!", I simply said, "Turn that off now, Bubby. It's morning and that's too loud for Gramma."
Then I sat on the edge of the bed and tried to calm my thunderous heart.
An hour later I was still trying to get my heart rate back to normal. And wondering what's up with the near heart attack. Then wondering if I'm getting too old for this grandma gig. Followed by wondering if "too old to be a grandma" is an oxymoron of some sort.
It didn't matter because my racing heart likely just means this grandma is simply way outta shape.
And way not into the hip-hop reindeer thing.
Especially as a morning wake-up call.
Today's question:
What serves as your morning wake-up call? (Bonus points to those who say whether or not they use the "snooze" function.)
Friday, August 19, 2011
Reader Comments (16)
Four-month-olds don't have a snooze function! :o)
Laughing out loud!!! Bubby is trying to be creative!
With life long insomnia, no one in my house can beat my 3am - 4am automatic wake up time.
One of my cats and I have a morning ritual. The alarm goes off at 0530 snooze is hit then it goes off every five minutes for three snooze cycles. At which point the 14 year old diabetic cat jumps up on my pillow and starts pulling my hair and meowing. This means get your butt up lady it is time to trickle the bath tub faucet for my morning drink and then off to the kitchen to start coffee, give the cat his insulin shot and food. The anoying part is on the weekend there is no snooze just the hair pulling and meowing.
Having to pee ever two hours gives me several wake-up calls......all unwanted.
(Too much information?) sorry.
LOL
For the first five years of my retirement I did quite a bit of substitute teaching. Then my alarm clock stopped working (probably from over use of the snooze button), and I took that as a sign. Now I just wake up when I'm ready...Unless, of course, my grandson is visiting. He announced when "It's morning time!"
That would have scared the poop out of me, too! As for alarms, I use the iPhone. Of course.
That's pretty funny! First time I've heard of a rapping reindeer.
Since school started....the sound of the neighbor's dogs barking at kids walking to school, which is behind our house. On the weekends when my granddaughter sleeps over.....she flings open the curtains in my bedroom to let the sunlight in, while I am still sleeping, and says "it's morning time!"
THAT would have been the END of ME!
Two dogs saying they have to go out & pee always gets me moving.
One of my favorite things is waking up next to my daughter, who wakes up and comes to our bed about half the time. I love our morning snuggles and giggles before the day really starts. I might love it less if it included that reindeer, though.
My alarm clock is usually what wakes me up. I have to set it 9 minutes (or 18, or 27) before I actually want to get up, though, to allow me to hit the snooze button a couple times.
So here's the best part of retirement- natural rising! No alarms (think about it, alarming is not a good way to wake up), no reset, just getting up when you want. When visiting the grands however, waking us up is their job- but words only! Life's other great delight.
I truly don't mean to laugh at your expense, but I have tears running down my face I am laughing so hard right now. What a great way to end the week! (well, maybe not for you:)
Enjoyed reading the other comments, too! Unfortunately, my 'built in alarm clock won't let me sleep later than 5 or 6 a.m.
When my Granddaughter spends the night she has a habit of coming in to wake me up whenever she has to go potty. I really don't mind going into the 'scary' bathroom with her, but every now and then she'll experiment and wake me up by covering the holes on my sleep apnea mask.. thereby cutting off the recirculated room oxygen I need to breathe...GASP!
I remember when my youngest tiptoe into my room, wouldn't make a sound, but would just breathe real heavy. He would scare the daylights out of me.
Just don't let Bubby know how much you "unlike" that reindeer or you will for sure hear it a lot more often :)
OK -- I can see how Bubby's wake up call might have been a bit much! But I love it!
Weekdays the alarms goes off at 5:20 and snooze gets hit once. On the weekends our internal alarms usually have us up by 6. When Amara was little and used to wake up at the crack of dawn she would come running in and jump in bed with us for "Tickle Time". Now that she is 7 she sleeps in until 8 sometimes and Grampy and I just stay in bed that late so now we get up and have our coffee and watch the news and when she wakes up we all go back to bed for "Tickle Time". I loved hearing about Bubby coming in and waking you. Think how much fun that is going to be when there are 2 of them to wake you up!!
You are making treasured childhood memories with Bubby, even if they do give you a heart attack, hahaha! That reindeer is really obnoxious!
About half the time I wake up on my own the other half to my alarm clock set to the radio. I rarely hit the snooze. I usually leave it playing, turn on the light and check my phone for texts or emails before I get up and start my day.
Dear Grandma Lisa,
Amara just watched the video and she says that is an acceptable alarm clock. We must watch it again! Love, Grandma Kc