Sleepy Saturday morning

It doesn't matter what day it is -- I almost always naturally wake up between seven and seven-thirty AM. Well, I say "naturally", but sometimes I have a little help.

This morning Zaph decided I'd slept long enough. He started batting things off my bedside table (aka the avalanche waiting to happen), so I grabbed him and held him in a "snuggle-lock" under the covers to try to catch a few more minutes. No go. So up I got.

I'm pleased to see that the 10 cm of snow we were supposed to get turned into rain instead. I'm also pleased to report that the Sea Dogs beat the Titan last night, 4-3, in a very exciting game. (No, I didn't win the 50/50, but hey. There's always tonight, right?)