My Second Favorite Kind Of Morning
This last Saturday morning something happened that doesn’t happen very often. I’m in bed, happily snoozing.

And then, for no particular reason, I wake up. I look at the clock. It’s 2am, which is the best news ever. That means 2 more hours of sleep. I start to drift back off, but something doesn’t feel right. Wait, what day IS it? Last weekend was Memorial Day weekend…so, this is Monday, right? But no, I remember going to work yesterday. So, is this Tuesday? No…..this is…SATURDAY! Yes! I don’t have to get up in 2 hours. I don’t have to get up at all if I don’t want to. I can sleep and sleep and sleep! And I did.
And that, my friends, is the second best kind of morning. I’m pretty sure you know what the very best kind of morning is, right?






Big Brown Jules
November 19, 2009 10:18 am
Morning sex?