It's raining, it's pouring, and I'm going to take a nap...

It is dark as dusk outside. There is a low and almost continuous roll of thunder. My sattelite is going in and out. The lights are off in the house, so the only source of light is from the comptuer screen. Daisy is snoring under the coffee table. And I am exausted.

I'm now going to snuggle up on the couch and invite my little one to join me. We are weekend napping professionals, and she knows exactly what signs show that I'm about to embark on a nap. She knows exactly when to come out from under the coffee table and join me on the couch, and exactly where to position herself for optimal comfort. Like I said...we are pros.

I'm going to be asleep in roughly 12 minutes, but I expect the phone to ring in about 16. It better not be you...