It's Nice

It could be that I slept in this morning.  (If you had told me at sixteen that 7:12 a.m. would someday be "sleeping in", I would've said you were smokin' somethin'.)  

It could be that my co-workers took me out for a delightful, Italian carb-fest for lunch.  

It could be that the dishes are done and the baby is asleep and the laundry is...well, out of the dryer, at least.

It could be that I'm sipping the season's first hot toddy and have turned on the Christmas music.

But I'm feeling very cozy this evening.  And it's been awhile, so it feels nice.