NJ is closing in on hour No. 3 of a stupendous afternoon nap. I crashed on the floor next to her swing and just roused myself awake. The day is almost over and I am groggy, part of my beard is damp from sleep drool, I have a headache and a back ache, and -- as the dog-turd-in-my-mouth taste confirms -- I just realized that I never brushed my teeth this morning.
This is getting to be pretty darn glamorous.