You Snooze, You Lose…
Hey, when you wake up first, you get the last cinnamon bun. OK. So, I’m up first. I’m up first and it’s quarter after 7, so it’s not like everybody else didn’t get a fair kick at the can…
Oh, and this is the best coffee. EVER.
Hey, when you wake up first, you get the last cinnamon bun. OK. So, I’m up first. I’m up first and it’s quarter after 7, so it’s not like everybody else didn’t get a fair kick at the can…
Oh, and this is the best coffee. EVER.
It is the weekend… how do they do it? I’ve been dragging sleepyheaded BeastieBoys out of bed all week at 7, sometimes 7:10, one morning- he was oh-so-tired- at 7:15. Literally carrying droopy, drowsy, not-so-little bodies from their bed to get ready for the day ahead. Well, come Saturday I hear the thump-thump, pit patter of not-so-little feet at 6:15. Meet Risey and Shiney. The child’s intuition: when there’s TV to be watched, junky cereal to be eaten and of course, compounding this irony, no bus to friggin’ run for, the internal clock of youth knows no bounds.
Ahhhh… but luckily they are of the age this early waking no longer affects MY morning. They are required on weekends to fetch their own breakfasts- don’t you dare eat on, near or around my new couch!- and they can lounge and leisure as they wish- take your dishes to the counter!- just leave anyone still sleeping (or computering) be!
I will happily (she said with an evil grin) allow them this weekend morning laziness. Because, what they don’t know, blissfully clueless in their ignorance, is that a mere month from today, ski season begins and these weekend mornings of lumpy, lethargy will come to an end. So we will all enjoy these blissfully unscheduled weekend mornings, as very soon, these too, shall pass.
Of course there is the added excitement today, after kids ogling, drooling and practically licking, the cheapie, chocolate Christmas advent calendars I bought this week, they finally get to enjoy day 1. Happy 1st of December!
Keep on going, and the chances are that you will stumble on something, perhaps when you are least expecting it. I never heard of anyone ever stumbling on something sitting down. -Charles Kettering





Most of our obstacles would melt away if, instead of cowering before them, we should make up our minds to walk boldly through them. -Orison Swett Marden
… when a man is capable of being in uncertainties, mysteries, doubts, without any irritable reaching after fact and reason. - John Keats
Think of yourself as on the threshold of unparalleled success. whole, clear, glorious life lies before you. Achieve! Achieve! - Andrew Carnegie
As a single footstep will not make a path on the earth, so a single thought will not make a pathway in the mind. To make a deep physical path, we walk again and again. To make a deep mental path, we must think over and over the kind of thoughts we wish to dominate our lives. -Henry David Thoreau

