5:13 A.M

Is it because it is Friday???

This morning I awoke at exactly 5:13 am, without the alarm, sandwiched between Paul and Nikko. I felt GOOD! Jumped out of bed, donned my bathrobe, found two dog biscuits, and the pups and I went out to check out the day.

My morning thoughts were pleasant - chuckling at the plethora of boot prints on the steps and back and forth to the garage. Sean must have had a long phone conversation with someone last night. Wondered how the roads were. Thought about plans for the evening, pizza and a movie probably. Marvelled at how awesome I felt and wished I knew why so I could do what ever more often. I could detect none of my usual aches and pains. Was it the spaghetti for supper last night? Was it MAGIC spaghetti? I felt so ready for this day, rested, alert and ready to go.

We watched American Pie II last night, Paul & I. I know its stupid, but I like its stupidness. Poor Jimbo, with his loving but embarrassing father and the incredible situations he gets himself into, way too funny. Could it be that the laughing made me sleep unusually well? I laughed hard. I fell asleep fairly quickly and stayed asleep until 5:13 am.

Being who I am, can I just go with it? Why, heck no. I'm a tad bit worried that this is all part of a weird plan of fate, preparation for the 'falling shoe'. Something is going to happen to wreck this day, I know it I know it I know it.

As a dear friend of mine told me some twenty years ago - "Life is not good. But that is no reason not to have a good time." Happy Friday Everyone!!!!!

Peace, (for real)