You can tell when I need a nap -
I get goofy. Everything is a double entendre, and I giggle inanely - or outright guffaw (also inanely).
Earlier today Slightly-British Daughter was showing me how she'd rearranged some antique books, sweet family mementos and thrift store finds (she claims to be no good at design, but that's not true - she rocks at arranging things beautifully).
I got past her mentioning the egg coddle without resorting to excessive giggling, but then SBD showed me a salt and pepper set whose corks had disintegrated. I offered her a fresh cork that was downstairs, noting that it would be easy to cut and fit into the salt and pepper shakers.
Unfortunately I used the term "whittle" - told her she could whittle the cork to fit the shakers. And then had to say (while nearly rolling on the floor with laughter): "Laur is whittling the corks again."
The inanity began. Slightly-B let me know, kindly (and with giggles herself), that I (obviously) needed a nap.
I'm back from nap time now - and wondering about Square-Peg readers, how do YOU know when you really need a nap? And, what words (oh, there are so many for me!) make you giggle (even if you're not over-tired)?