I just woke up from a two hour Sunday nap and can't get over how much LESS crabby I feel. Amazing what sleep will do for you. Too bad I have to now go play piano for an evening church service with fuzzy nap hair, funky nap breath, and sweaty nap wrinkles on my face. At least the people sit far enough away to probably not notice.
On another note, FOUR more days until the Red Cup arrives! When it does, I declare that Christmas music may be played to full effect. I can already taste that egg nog latte.