Come Monday

It's a lovely Monday off following a lovely long weekend. We're waiting for Stevie to return from his ski trip--missed him terribly--by doing laundry and baking cookies. Amy is painting masterpieces and Matty is watching wrestling. In a few minutes we'll turn on a rare midday hockey game and I'll pen a few lines on the writing project du jour since I finished the monthly assignments ahead of schedulein some strange gift from the cosmos.

I'll start the sauce shortly for a big dinner and if the dog doesn't piss on the newly cleaned carpets, life will be pretty close to perfect.