Our house is quiet tonight.
Dave is nursing a toothache. Consequently, he is saying very little and becoming quite friendly with the Advil bottle (I think I'm getting jealous).
Jonathan is out with Maggie (and maybe Ally, too).
Joshua is in Texas for drum corps camp. It's not quiet there. On Sunday, he will travel to LSU. It won't be quiet there, either.
I'm just vegging after a long day (11 hours) at work. I don't have anything to say and, even if I did, I have no audience to say it to, since Dave isn't paying any attention to me. (Now, I know I'm jealous of that Advil bottle).
I think I'll go read a book. That will liven things up for me. But, the house will still be quiet.