okay, when i get a "letter" addressed to "melizabeth," it makes me laugh scornfully. for some reason, it's always these faux "real" pieces of mail, with imitation "handwriting" on them, whose senders think my name is "melizabeth." ha!
mark was gone for a week (stranded in new york during the latest snowpocalypse), and the entire time our bed looked like this. when he's home, the bed actually gets made in the morning, all tidy-like. in many aspects of housekeeping, i am much neater than he is, but when it comes to the bed, i'm a slob. also, when i have it all to myself i sleep sprawled across it, arranged in my special pillow nest (at least four pillows, in answer to your unasked query). oh, and that's minnow's stuffed animal, not mine.
the sun! when it deigns to shine, it comes in at such a nice angle in the afternoon, just walking into the kitchen can cheer me up. and it's still light at 4:45pm!