The best moment of my day...
...is pretty much when I get home after a long day of running around like crazy at work and I first get home and into my pjs and snuggle onto the couch under my blanket.

Ok, it might not be the "best" moment. Morning coffee is pretty good, too.

Ipodding in the car on the way to work, also nice. That's new for me, and the ipod has made my morning commute much nicer.

But the moment of combining the pjs (symbolic of removing the uniform of the day and finally getting to relax) with the warm comfort of a soft blanket and a comfy couch (symbolic of, um.... of a good couch) . . . . that's just pretty sweet.

C.T.