I took this picture of the cat a week ago, but seeing it again now that I’ve filled up on turkey and stuffing has me thinking she’s got the right idea. The sun’s gone down so I’m not sure I’m going to find a sunbeam, but my folks do have a cushy recliner sofa that will make a fine substitute.
Meanwhile, my family appears to be thankful for aliens. We started out letting the boys watch Stargate, and now we’ve moved on to War of the Worlds (Spielberg version) after a brief debate about Transformers (Bay live action). The flicks have their flaws, but the rugrats are having a good time and it keeps them still while the rest of us are too sluggish from tryptophan to chase them.
Maybe now is even a good time to get some writing done, assuming the trypto haze doesn’t turn everything I type into gibberish.