In 30 short minutes I'm supposed to be a choir practice for Easter. I loooooove to sing, but not in the mornings. My soprano is a gravelly bass. My attitude is usually ... well, grr. And I haven't had my coffee yet! Boo.
But I love singing for Easter. The music and the reason for the music is enough to carry me through. And not just Easter.... but life.
So, I am going to grab that cup o'joe and head out in a few minutes. But I don't hafta like that it is so stinkin' early.