extreme pleasantness

why must sundays be perfect? do they have to rub it in that tomorrow's monday? I mean seriously -- it's not fair. yesterday i had to wake up early, walk for hours in the cold rain, work on my paper, wait for my husband to come home from his study group... not bad, but sure could be better. today? slept late, woke up to many husband hugs, ate a yummy biscuits n' gravy at favorite w. village restaurant with good friends, walked all around village with my man, looked at cute puppies, ate tacos, watched simpsons (and eagerly await the new family guy), and look forward to a bowl of ice cream... mmm... ice cream. it doesn't get much better than that, and it has to end with a monday. so depressing...

anyway, i'm going to post a picture from another wonderful day... enjoy!