"A grandma is just an antique little girl"...unknown
Monday, January 9, 2017
Some mornings I get up, run a hand over the sheet to smooth it it out and my bed is made and I am on my way.
Other mornings, not so much.
It looks as though I was trying to create a tornado out of the bed covers. I don't think it shows how really twisted up it was. I wish I could remember what I must have been dreaming...or maybe it's just as well I don't.