Sundays

I wish that everyone could be a fly on the wall in someone elses house so they can see the funny things that go on. It is almost 12:30 in the morning, and I am catching up on my blogging and my cute husband is sitting too close to the t.v. playing his Xbox. Why is this funny, you might ask? Because I won't let him play his nintendo on Sundays, so he waits till it is officially no longer Sunday (12:01) and whips it out! Pretty clever. And for me, I am still up because I insist on having my Sunday afternoon nap, which turns into Sunday night because I am a sleeper; so instead of taking a brisk hour nap, it turns into a couple of hours or more and then I can never go to sleep at a decent hour. Then the next day I have to take another nap because I got to bed too late the night before, but I sleep too long again.... it is a vicious cycle! Silly life!