Murder, She Wrote on Netflix. (Which is, as you may have guessed, not my usual modus operandi. But lying perfectly still and breathing in just the right way keeps the coughing fits down.) I am falling in love with Angela Lansbury (well, Jessica Fletcher, really) and especially Cabot Cove, her sweet little hometown (which is, ahem, much like mine.) Did you know that Angela Lansbury is 86? And she did a movie this year? What a neat lady. Should you need to cuddle up and watch an episode (or several), my absolute favourite so far is Season 2, Episode 10: Sticks and Stones. I love all of the little house scenes. And Jessica's green phone! I think I'm going to order one on Etsy for the boys for Christmas for their 'store'.
So if I owe you an e-mail or a blog post (sorry, Mad - I'll try to get to it soon) I'll get to it. But right now I'm going to start another episode while Adam's gone to pick up the boys at my Mom's and to get my new antibiotics. I don't like taking them, but it's definitely preferable to this!