It is just one of those days that you just want to snuggle up on the couch with the fluffy blanket and listen to the some refreshing music and drift in and out of sleep, dreaming of baby penguins. Yeah, that will be good for me...Let my soul relax for a few hours.
P.S. I've added "rub a baby penguins stomach" to the list of things I have to do before I die. It will happen. I have no doubts. That, and "marry/have an affair with a Gotti boy". Preferable John Gotti. I'd like that. Lord knows that good-looking Italian men are scarce in Texas. http://www.hottigotti.com/about_john1.h