Do you ever have a day where you feel you left some vital part of you still in bed?  It is not even ‘waking up on the wrong side’.  No matter how deep you dig you just can’t find that usual part of your personality.  Today I seem to have misplaced my sense of humour.  There are days when my sense of humour is a fleeting thing, but today it appears to be completely absent.  It didn’t even make an appearance when my eldest son tried to entertain me with bad music.  Actually it is more of entertaining himself.  He thinks it is funny how I react when I don’t like what I am hearing, and I exaggerate the reaction because I love to hear him laugh.  All I could come up with was a growled pleading of, “Please, turn that hideous sound off.”  Totally not me.  Maybe if I could crawl back into bed I would find my humour giggle snoozing under my pillow.  Sadly (possibly an ‘alas’ could be sighed here) I cannot.  Hopefully tomorrow I will find my humour well rested and ready to go.