This is a biggie.  I LOVE naps.  Anytime of day... I'll sneak one in whenever I possibly can.  It all started in May of 2003 when I was recovering from pneumonia.  I would get tired very easily so I developed the habit... and it has just stayed with me.  Much to my dismay, naps are not a daily occurence in my life.  It seems that they are few and far between, but Sunday afternoons are the perfect opportunity.  (Especially during wrestling season.)  Obviously, I did get one in today.  I haven't slept well in the last 2 nights even though I've gone to bed exhausted and I wasn't sure I'd be able to sleep this afternoon, but I woke up 3 hours later.  Yahoo!  It was terrific.