I came to, and it was dark. Sleep daddy’s lo-fi music was still playing in my ears. Podrick was raising hell, as he does on Crystal’s side of the bed, and when he didn’t get what he wanted over there, he’d stomp across my legs. He’d sit on top of the dresser which doubles as my nightstand, then walk back over me to terrorize Crystal again.

I have no idea how long The beautiful One has been awake for. Probably since at least 5 or 5:30. I feel bad. I hate it when you just wake up. It’s happened to me before.

So today, we’ll be bundling up, and heading to SlightlyBiggerTown for some supplies. It’s not too bad out there. The wind has died down and we’ve just settled into cold. It’s -27° out there this morning. Compared to the last couple of days, and practically t-shirt and shorts weather.

And it’ll warm up a little more, when the sun actually rises.

Coffee will be the substitute until then.

It’s Saturday, y’all!