This week my simple pleasure has to be my bed, hands down. After a long day, and this week when I've felt sort of exhausted my bed has felt extra good. When we used to tent camp and sleep on the ground, these ol' hips would be screaming for my bed. And if you've been on holidays and sleeping in hotel beds there is nothing like coming home and being in your own bed. And as I watch the news this past week with all the displaced people from Lebanon, I am extremely grateful and thankful for my bed and I say a prayer for all those whom this war is affecting and do not have a bed to sleep in tonight.