Saturday Love

As in, I LOVE Saturdays.  I am actually feeling a little sad that it is Saturday night, meaning Sunday is right around the corner, followed by all work and no fun on Monday.  Pitiful, I know.  

Today I woke up with three doggies snuggled on me.  Each dog seems to have an assigned sleeping position, as they end up in the same place every time I let them sleep with me in the bed.  Rooney looked at me with his big brown eyes this morning and you could just see the happiness alive in him.  I thought to myself- this is heaven.  This is God's gift to me.  No alarm clock, no early morning swim, no putting on scrubs for work- just sleep and snuggles.  

Joy and I met later in the morning for a bike ride.  We also argued about body fat (mine in particular) and tried on my bridesmaid dress.  I am sad to say that it is finally sinking in that she is getting ready to move away.  Denial seems to suit me a little bit better at this point.  Dern if she is not the best training partner, fat-tester, phone chatter, loyal friend around these parts.  

Saturday has ended with some cleaning (mimimal), church, dinner with Bek and Jon, and more Olympics.  Cayenne has already claimed her spot in the bed.  I will have to order Rooney to get up there (as he wants to stay by the front door to guard) and pick up Shelby Angel to get her on the bed (poor chunk can't jump up there!).  Night night!