My children are asleep upstairsMy husband is reading the paper
My dog is lying in a pool of sunlight
The table is set for breakfast
We have all day to do whatever we want
It is that Sunday morning feeling
I wish I could bottle it.
Sunday, 30 September 2007
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Hmmmm, how about:
My children woke me up at 6.30 by jumping on my head.
My husband ate the last of the bread as a midnight snack.
The day is mapped out with child-oriented activities.
Somehow your version is more appealing!
Ditto what Dottycookie said, in spirit if not exactly. I'm more of a Monday, 9.30 am, school run is done kind of fantasy person.
Don't bottle it -- just drink it fresh... if you bottle it, someone else will just want to buy it, and you'll end up being a miserable titan of the business world...
Enjoy it fresh:-)
N.
Hmmm..How about we wake up at 9 and then think about all the marking and preparation we have to do before Monday!
However we normally squeeze in a walk..
Mr PJ
Listen up, good people! I have done the 6.30am shifts and I have stood on cold, wet touchlines for years. I am now in the breakfast at 11.30am phase. I am enjoying it while it lasts.
Me too.
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