Daylight savings time- where in my brain becomes mushy

Daylight savings time struck again. It didn't seem too bad yesterday morning when the alarm wasn't going off and I could take my time getting up. Today it blared at me at 5:25 (my brain translated it automatically to 4:25) and even the dog groaned. Blown away by Carrie Underwood did nothing to make getting out of bed in the freezing cold any better. And then this showed up on my Facebook page. Wishing everyone a happy daylight savings time. (Love this book by the way!)