Prepare for the arrival of...

...Nibsmother! (Did you think I was going to say swine flu?) All housework is done except putting away laundry, which I'm going to attempt to leave to the not-very-flexible Nibs. I have an excuse: much of it isn't dry yet.

Speaking of swine flu, I have an immune-suppressed spouse and a son who just loves to freak out about contagious diseases in general. There may be a lot of quality time in the Abbey in my future.

Due to both of the above, please forgive me if I'm even more buggy-eyed than usual the next time you see me out and about.