The house is silent and I am slowly getting drunk with sipping mimosas.

Hubby is preparing classes at the cafe the only place he can truly work. He has a blockage working from home.

The day is mighty grey and cloudy but no rain by now after heavy rains at dawn, when the two cats were outside.

I spoke to my mother who was reheating onion soup for them both on this boxing day, after the 25th party of onion soup with my sister's family. It is so cool that my sister had two kids: my parents benefit a LOT. They are about 20 and 22 by now.

Still single. Possibly, the boy is gay.