So what are you, spill the beans.

Woke up this morning feeling fine, there is nothing special on my mind as the song goes.
Well in fact woke up and got up my normal happy self with a big happy smiling face for the new day
Shame missed getting a picture of the Buzzard sitting on a pole outside that was a bit of a downer.

So being a happy chappie when I get up, first I put the radio on and sing along too a few toons .

So what are you like in the mornings, are you a happy bunny or do you feel like one of life's discontent, malcontent, fault-finder, carping old grousers?

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Takes me a while to get going, I'm stiff and in pain so I'm not as chirpy as I used to be but I'm told I'm still annoyingly happy in the morning so goodness knows how bad I was before I was in pain.

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Happy chappie,I give thanks I survived another night.

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Good for you Julie, a man needs nothing better than a woman who is happy in the morning and a woman similar I suspect.
Must drive one partner mad if they are opposite

Yes aches and pains and the first trip down the stairs in the morning, we both think "who the hell are we"

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Yes and that, who when young ever woke up and thought I am still here. Followed then by checking the other half.

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Most mornings I'm ecstatic at 6 a.m. because I've just finished work and the rest of the morning is filled with sweet, slumbering dreams, so I'm a happy bunny yes.
On weekend mornings, I'm recovering from being awake during the early hours of Fri & Sat night due to sleeplessness. Can't win either way working nights!

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I usually wake up in a good mood as l am refreshed after my good sleep.

Dukey, l get lots of buzzards flying above, sitting in the trees or on my picnic table in the garden. I know when they are around as l hear other birds giving out a warning, then it goes completely silent.
I love how a group of usually three buzzards will hover over my garden making tweeting noises then glide away in the air.

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I am me, I don't change or want to.

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I like to wake up slowly - but I never get the chance. Up and out and at it at about 6.30am rain or shine - down the fields with the dogs - don't even brush my hair, but nobody around anyway. Surprising how nice it can be when you seem to be the only one up and about.

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Sometimes I wake up grumpy, other times Hubby leaves me in bed.