(shut)Eye on Irene

Here at Naps Happen, we’re paragons of preparedness. As a side note, Gen X’ers: Yes, yes, that IS the apothecary table from Pottery Barn. Bow down to our nineties infamy. Anyway, as I was saying, we are like SO ready for Irene.  William has been working hard.  He doesn’t want to be caught out like he…

Turn Me Over…I’m Done!

I really have no excuse at all for posting this very summery nap, except that it is so long until summer that I felt it couldn’t wait. With more snow approaching the Northeast, I know my friends up there will appreciate this memory of hot days, grilled brats, and cold …well, we won’t talk about…

A Fond Farewell to Summer

What better way to shed a tear for summer’s passing than to indulge in a reverent slumber underneath the grill?  William assures me that one awakens refreshed and dreaming of Bratwurst.  Puppy, too.