Black Sunday

This Thanksgiving break, I've been steering blessedly clear of the malls, breaking (delicious) bread with good friends and with my sister who drove from West Virginia for the holiday. And today I've been plowing through the Love, Lucy copyedits, wrestling with a timeline that just doesn't fit.  

I've had plenty of lovely company, though.  Working is so much better when I can do it in bed, with Radio Mozart, surrounded by dogs.

I hoped to be all done by tonight, but, alas, that isn't going to happen now that it's 4:47 and my writing companions are telling me it's kibble time.  

In tribute to work that must be set aside, here's the wonderful Neil Patrick Harris singing Stephen Sondheim's "Finishing the Hat":