Things that keep me up at night: softball games, homemade oreos, and strangers jumping our fence

5:30am creeps on me all too soon. That is the time I start work. Granted I don't have to look good, just roll out of bed and turn on the computer. But, even when I had to attempt to look good for work, I never started my day at 5:30 a.m. I don't even know if I knew that time really existed.
The past few weeks have really put a damper on my sleeping routine. I'm not complaining about all the sleep roadblocks. My family stays up way too late for my liking, but I never like being the first to sleep when all the family is around. What if I miss out on something?!
Softball games- Wes and I have been on a team this year with some of his co-workers. Our team is horrible, but fun! We play on Tuesday nights and the past few games have started at 9:30pm. By the time we get home and settled for bed, work is literally only hours away. It makes for a very cranky Jenny.

Homemade Oreos- Wes signed up to be in a little bake off at work. Which means I was the one doing the baking. I really didn't mind and I agreed before he signed up for real. I'm all about the fun friendly competition. The only problem is that the cookies were needed on a Wednesday. That's right the day after a late night softball game. It was kind of fun staying up late, but how did I ever do it in college night upon night? Maybe that's why my grades weren't, shall we say stellar?! The cookies turned out real nice, but we didn't win. However, one guy did tell the judging committee that we were robbed.

So this brings us to the wee hours of this morning with strangers jumping our fence. At 4am today I was abrubtly brought from my sleep to the sound of Wes yelling out our bedroom window for the stranger to identify themself. Wes is so big on security, it's almost to the point of paranoia. He also is a very sound sleeper so I was a little suprised that he heard the rustling before I did. The stranger identified himself as a Sacramento Police Officer. They were searching for a person of interest that ran. Apparently, the suspect was hopping fences throughout our neighborhood. The police were all around our house and on the roof looking for this person. It was so crazy! I felt like I was on an episode of COPS (bad boys, bad boys, whatcha goin' to do when they come for you). The police finally left our house and we could hear that they were searching in the backyards of our neighbors. I went in and out of sleep for the next 45 minutes. Finally, at 5:23 we heard the cops yelling "get on the ground" and then realized they caught their suspect. Luckily, it wasn't in our yard, it was one street over. The alarm went off and my day began.