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?






