I can't believe this just happened. I was face down under my comforter, taking a happy nap while waiting for my sheets in the dryer. My buddy's wife stopped by on her way to work (with a huge bag of Christmas cookies). She knocked but got no answer. The door was unlocked so she came in. As she was wandering through the house she was calling my name. Finally, she noticed a lump under the comforter and pulled it back and said hi. It wasn't until that moment that I woke up. I guess I musta been thinker than I drunk last night! Its all Hazy, Mr Big, and Snowmaker's fault! Does anyone else sleep that soundly?