Thank you, dear ally and collaborator. It's a good thing I can still praise and flatter you within the treaty framework, because this morning I feel like being terribly nice and positive toward you. In fact, I'm going to invite Janalee metaphorically to speak through me, sharing the words of a ditty she used to sing in the mornings to her daughters when they were small:
Good morning, good morning, good morning,
It's time to rise and shine!
Good morning, good morning, good morning,
I hope you're feeling fine!
The sun is up above the hill,
Another day for us to fill,
Get up, get up, you sleepyhead,
Come on, get up, get out of bed!
She used to sing that to me, too, on the rather few occasions when she was up for the day sooner than I was. It was ever so much nicer to hear than "Reveille, reveille, up all bunks" in the Navy.