My bed. Oh, how I love thee! Here it is shown in all its glory—rumpled, full of mismatched blankets, quilts, and puffy pillows, still warm from us sleeping in it. Yes, mismatched and rather frumpy, but that's the price you pay for living with animals (Pete included—just kidding, ha ha). There's nothing like climbing into my bed after a long, tiring day, and getting all snuggly under the quilts, Pete generating heat next to me and the doggies plopped on top, snoring and groaning in delight. And to have the opportunity to linger on a weekend morning, waking up from the brightening light (and not an alarm), talking with Pete and laughing and petting the dogs, rubbing sleep from our eyes and cherishing that last little bit of relaxation. And being Monday morning, I'm really, really missing it right now. Ahhh, there's nothing like it!
