from where I sit

I bought a rug. You can see part of it here. Nothing fancy, but I like it. The cats have been sleeping on it, and Abbott has taken to doing his homework at the table, because he likes the feel of it under his feet. Having a reasonable comfort level with putting a rug under our dining room table perhaps signifies a new phase of life.

I'm still sick. I've been waking in the wee hours when my ibuprofen wears off. Hoping to see the last of it soon - how long can a virus possibly stick around?

Alexi pointed out this article about nurturing nests. I especially like this bit: "...the formula for crow success may not be terribly different from the nostrums commonly served up to people: Let your offspring have an extended childhood in a stable and loving home; lead by example; offer positive reinforcement; be patient and persistent; indulge even a near-adult offspring by occasionally popping a fresh cockroach into its mouth; and realize that at any moment a goshawk might swoop down and put an end to the entire pedagogical program."

Happy Thursday. xo