I seriously just walked into the living room and Joe is standing in the dark, rapping every word to Rapper’s Delight with his new Yankee Candle lit (Dune Grass) and Stinky is sitting on the floor in front of him, observing. Can someone come hang out with us, please?! I should probably add the only reason I came out of the bedroom was to add The Office Season 4 to my Netflix instant play queue (just finished 3! again!) so I could watch it as I organized my closet and planned new projects for my heaps of yarn and drank my pinot noir. Crap.