Sunday Morning

Sunday morning...
It's that moment that you open your eyes and your mind starts to swim in a sea of possibility. And then...your eyes start to droop. Those pillows are feelin' mighty plush and the 125 pound wolf dog draped over your legs, gently sawing down trees in the proverbial snoring forest, feels oh so cozy. You start to move and the comforter is screamin' "Don't you dare leave me"....Only one thing to do....dive back in and hold onto the land of sleep a little bit longer;)