Aaarrrggh!

Somewhere in this house is a handspindle and a small basket of silk. Somewhere. I haven't been able to find it since at least 12th Night, if not before. And no, it's not in my car, either. Grrrrr.

Packing and cooking for Quest. Wheeeha! And the plaid cat is dadly mashing about the house, for some unknown reason. The curtains are waving in the wind of her passing back and forth behind the couch at high speeds. The freak.