Friday

Whenever I get to Friday, I think about the Snoopy dance. Surely there are some copyright issues here but for now, I am happy watching him dance.

While I don't always feel this happy, I surely know that the weekend is here and I have a day or two to sleep in. Irony of ironies, I end up getting up so much earlier than any day I have to go to work. Go figure.

We are also puppy sittings friends' dogs this weekend. So truly, with Snoopy dancing, Samson testing our patience and stamina, two Yorkies leaping and bounding all over us, it's a weekend going to the dogs. (Oh I kill myself).

Is there anything more to say?