For some weird reason, the alarm clock went off, this morning, at 6:30. I don't remember setting it. I knew I didn't have to work, so why would I have done such a thing? Force of habit, maybe? Hmmm... So, we went back to sleep. I woke up again around 7, rolled over, and kissed Baby Girl, and told her that I love her. I fell asleep again until, like, 8, when the phone rung... It was a bill collector trying to find Hugh M. Lowe. Ain't it supposed to be illegal for those guys to call after 8pm, and on weekends? Heh heh. So, after we woke up that time, we just laid there, and held each other for a couple hours, like we always do when I get a day off. I tell my Denise all the time, and I've probably written it in the blog before, too, but her heart is the best gift anyone has ever given me.

What to do today? Day 2 of the vacation... I'd kinda like to rip my computer's guts out, and figure out why it sucks, but that would take a while, so I don't know... Kinda wanna do some more surveys, too. I have a nice little assortment of those things. They're always fun. "10" is fixing chicken and dumplings later, so I'll probably grab those, and maybe look at Debra's computer to see why it sucks. Need to cut lots of grass, but I probably won't. I'll probably, mostly, just lay around and be lazy, like yesterday, and cover my soulmate with kisses all day... But, first things first... It's time to go fix some pancakes and eggs, and stuff our bellies...