We all have 'em.

You know what I'm talking about; the 'Oh my holy mother of sweet baby jesus yesss'-moment. And by this I don't mean the obvious 'Oh my holy mother of sweet baby jesus yesss'-moments we all know and love. You know, the sticky ones. Nope. Not them. I'm talking about those moments when you just grin to yourself and think, 'Right now, at this very moment, life simply could not get any better than this'.

Mine is monday mornings. Monday mornings? you ask; yes, monday mornings. You see, since a few weeks ago I have to work the night shift every sunday night, and it is absolutely harrowing. Gruelling.

Therefore, when I finally get home monday morning around 7:30 am, and I crawl (literally crawl) into my bed and lay my head to rest on my lovely, lovely pillow, I can't help but smile and think to myself ..

.. Oh my holy mother of sweet baby jesus yesss.

Cheers