The weather must be taking a toll on our sleeping habits. We go to bed around 11 or midnight and still don’t get out of bed until after 10 am, needing a cup of coffee.
And since neither of us are exactly “morning people”, including the dog, our weekend mornings look something like this:
Pumpkin spice coffee, PJs, and a laptop.
Oh, and a large footwarmer hiding under the table.
And when he’s NOT under the table? He’s looking over under your shoulder, reading the interwebz with you.
“Oh hai. I’z reading lolcats. Iz funny stuffs.”