Hey, I'm alone
I realized this morning that I am alone in my house - two cats are the exceptions.
Daughter is at a sleepover with the clarinets (marching band) at home son (23) stayed with a buddy in the Short North, and middle son (19) is at his campus house at Ohio State.
Freedom. I'm going to Fresh Market to get some hot italian sausage and some vino and make a meat sauce for thin spaghetti, bread, and a crisp salad for when the cretins return.
In the meantime, I will treat all the grass shoots that have shot up in my beds.