naptime isn't just for kids

I love naps. I could nap any day, any time, anywhere.

Put me in a car for longer than 20 minutes - I nap. Sunday afternoons post-Don Juan's visit - heavenly nap. Pop in a movie - if it doesn't hold my attention, I nap. I even snag the occasional nap during my lunch break.

But there is one downside to my napping: the impending drool.

One of my most favorite nap-related memories involves my dear husband, John. I had fallen asleep on his arm or chest, I can't remember, and what woke me up? The pile of drool that had accumulated. I realized what I had done, sat up and looked at him and apologized. He said he had already noticed, but didn't want to wake me up.

I love my husband and I love naps.

♥
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