Here's to the good life

I woke up this morning to my mother doing what she does most amazingly - waking me up. She wakes me up nicely...it involves a loud "Time to get up"...because at the age of 25, that's exactly what I want to have wake me up.

So when I groan, roll over and say "Ugh-gooba-vlalh" (translation: Leave me alone, woman), she proceeds to attempt to steal my blankets and I am transformed into the girl from the Exorcist clinging to my blankets and being tossed around. The only thing that didn't happen was a pea-soup incident.

Now, admittedly I love my mother -a lot . She's a lovely woman during waking hours but I wish I had less waking hours when I'm down home.