Cuperation - from the word chicken coop - I've been cooped up, haha! By choice! This is my coop. Where I hatch eggs of imagination, thoughts for art, food planning, reading, praying, napping, ideas for recipes, also a cat habitation - the warm little furry creatures curl close and we both fall asleep. I do these every so often - therefore - the RE before the coop.
If I sound slightly nuts I am. But its ok - just passed a birthday that would make a thirty year old tremble - if a thirty year old even thinks about this decade at all. I didn't, except in terms of my grandma.
Here ah am. A Southerner. Not famous. Not with a good retirement. Yeh, should be counting all the things I am. But I'm tired, going to take another nap - right after this movie -