As I write this entry, my husband and daughter are in the kitchen, warming up some frozen peas and leftovers from lunch (poppy seed chicken) and singing, "NEEEWWW YOOORRK!" I can't begin to describe how delightful it is. August is asleep on my left leg which is bent with my foot crossed over my other leg. And the Olympics are chattering away behind me. What a great way to end a weekend.