Today’s DP Challenge, via our plucky story wrangler Michelle:
What is your ideal Saturday morning. Are you doing those things this morning? Why not?
My ideal Saturday morning is me waking up at the crack of 4 am, like I am prone to do. I can’t sleep in no matter how hard I try, unless I’m sick. I leave Mr. The Cheeky Diva alone, because he likes to sleep a little later than I do.
While he’s sleeping, I’ll have some real alone time. Check the blogosphere, see what my Tweeps are up to, have a few chugs of Joe and throw together a not so healthy but yummy and easy breakfast.
When I think my Prince Charming has had enough beauty sleep, I’ll creep into the lavishly appointed master suite/love nest and wake him up.
Wearing my beloved Victoria’s Secret flannel jammies he gave me for our first Christmas together, I am carrying a silver tray, lined with an antique lace doily that holds the following things:
A porcelain coffee carafe and two cups, two champagne flutes of orange juice, topped of with a bit of bubbly, two oversized muffins, bursting with chocolate chips and raspberries, each with a glittery crust of extra large sugar crystals and a bowl of sliced fresh fruit.
I set the tray on the bed and give him a light peck on the forehead to rouse him, as he is a light sleeper. He’s thrilled to see the tray of yummy vittles, but of course goes for the coffee first~who wouldn’t?
We lounge in our comfy bed, drinking our coffee, having our breakfast, laughing and talking about what we will do today, if we ever do get out of bed.
Sounds wonderful doesn’t it? Yeah it does, why am I not doing it? Well for starters, I’m at work. If I wasn’t, I’d be home and to make this scene happen, either Daisy The Wonder Mutt would be on the bed with us, or she’d be barking and whining outside our bedroom door. Nice dream though.