Autumn Strikes Again!

Nothing too memorable to report. Everyone in the house is suffering from a hangover this morning, although Steven seems to combatting his by listening to the Beatles. Last night, everyone was poor and stayed in, so to commisserate with one another, we pooled resources and shipped a few bottles of red wine in. With the Ipod securely plugged in, KW showed off his breakdance skills and at midnight, there was a loud round of singing for Orion's birthday. It's the big 2-9.

Donnie the hamster has settled into the house nicely after a period of accidently being set loose in the wild while I was away in Greece. Now that he's had a taste of the real world, he spends little time in his cardboard toilet paper rolls and hamster wheel, and more often than not, I find him up on the roof of his clubhouse, holding on to the bars of his cage and looking wistfully out. Don't worry - I make sure he gets a near-daily run around in his ball, which satisfies his thirst for exploration.

My coffee's getting cold and I feel like climbing back into bed. I hope that there's a burst of creativity. The sun needs to come out and remind us to be hopeful !