found in detritus of my room: a note with a quote from a voicemail left by the wacky plumber from last year when we redid the bathroom -- "i'm not sure what you said. can you please call again. sometimes my ears sleep." um - why didn't he just listen to my voicemail again, at a time when his ears were more awake??
Daphne knows a good nest when she sees one -- I was airing out the mosquito net (which I think willowr gave us, from our gift register, when E and I got married?).