...glass of wine.
What's even funnier is I just ate a bowl of Cheerios. Nights does wierd stuff to us... or is it nights makes us do wierd stuff.
The first time my husband saw me relax with a glass of wine at 9 a.m., I think he thought that I'd lost it. Hey, my 9 a.m. is his 9 p.m., so there.
I'm trying to stay up until noon today so I think I'll do some housecleaning to keep me awake. On second thought, maybe I won't...