Ever wake up in the wrong bed?

dogs in wrong bed

I chuckle at the picture above.  I have/am feeling like the big dog in the little bed.  Some strange dog has taken my bed and now I am stuck in this little, does not fit, bed. 

Humor, is as delightful as a glass of good wine, it lifts your spirits and gives life a better appearance.  It seems you can dress a lot of pain, anguish and low self esteem up in humor and it becomes bearable. Hope and Humor, the life sustaining nectar of God.

This picture is from http://www.lillyslife.com/ an interesting blog.

Another day floating on my iceberg.  See you in cyber space friends. 

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