Waiting

I'm alone in the house. The kids went with Mama to a Chinese acrobats performance. And then for ice cream. They probably won't be home for awhile yet, having lots of fun on their afternoon out. And I, at home with my "weaver's bottom" (ischial bursitis), have been having a very quiet afternoon, with two episodes of "Tudors" and a walk, plus some cleaning and reading and emailing and talking on the phone. But even though I appreciate the rest and quiet, I can't wait to hear all about the lion dancers and the soft-serve . . . and have it be just a bit noisier.