But Not Quite

I have a rumbly in my tumbly, only it's not the cute Winnie-the-Pooh kind.

Blech.

Looks like it's a blustery day out, too, but I don't know that I'm not doing much to enjoy it besides moaning quietly on the couch.

Eventually, I'll need to get up and make some lunch, but until then, we're hanging out here on the couch watching Hayley Mills and Hayley Mills in The Parent Trap.

Does anybody know the name of the guy in Rat Race? My daughter keeps asking. Apparently that's what she and Adam watched before I got up.

I need to go gather what's left of my wits and figure out what I can cook with what's in the house that isn't going to make me lose my lunch, if I'd had any.

Hope everybody else is having a better day. Cheers.