|Some kittens from under the porch|
That's the way I'm feeling. Nature is telling me to get under the porch.
But there's only so much hiding one can do with a family to take care of. Henry and I have been watching Dancing with the Stars, and I've been sitting on the couch casting on for every sock pattern imaginable while he explains the complexities of Lightning McQueen to me.
Sometimes, though, he's at school, or it's the middle of the night and I can't sleep.
I've discovered Glee:
I found a boxed set of the 80s mini-series, North and South, starring Mr. Patrick Swayze. Please note the 1860s Confederate Mullet.
And, thanks to the magic of Kindle, I'm reading Rob Lowe's autobiography.