We hit the freezing mark this morning for the first time this season.  I awoke snug in bed in the upstairs “loft.”  Gracie was cold and had been rooting around and stomping on us to get under the cubbies (which we didn’t let her do) and/or make us get up and serve her kitty needs.  She does everything short of getting out a baseball bat and hitting us over the head.

How I love our upstairs room.  I was able to turn my head up and see the color of the predawn sky and the way the sun was highlighting the horizon with a surreal color of orange as it was about to come up.  *sigh*  This is what it’s all about.

We finally left our comfort zone upstairs and came down for a light brekkie.  Monkey Bread with “I-Can’t-Believe-It’s-Not-Butter (cue Fabio) *dramatic pause* Spray” microwaved for a few seconds.  Yesterday at the grocery hole, I spotted some Starbucks Multi-Region blend (bold, natch!), so Barista Randy ground the beans and brewed some up.  Now, that is some java that won’t take no for an answer!  LOL  Love it…

I’m a happy girl this mawnin’. See?  I’m not always a bitch!