Escape!
We're taking advantage of the lull between the two winter storms that are supposed to hit our area to escape to Beantown. This trip couldn't come at a better time. The house was beginning to feel as oppressing as the hotel in "The Shining" and I was starting to feel very much like Jack Torrance. Or maybe just Jack Nicholson. He seems like he probably feels pretty funky in general without the aid of a whacky Hollywood script. Henry's been continuing to bounce off the walls, trying very hard to keep complete and utter boredom at bay. He's been a trooper. He's also very excited about the prospect of getting in the car and going away. Today he asked many times if and when we were going. I think he's afraid one of us is going to turn around and say "HAHAHA! Just kidding! We're not going anywhere! Wasn't that funny?!?!" Tempting, but needlessly cruel.
Speaking of Henry, the other night we watched the Charlie Brown Christmas Special. We had just seen the scene where Charlie Brown checks his mailbox to see if he had received any Christmas cards. When he sees the mailbox is empty he says "Rats!" and closes it. Henry turned to me and said "There were pretend rats in there." It took me a second to put two and two together. "Pretend rats?" "Yes, pretend rats are in the mailbox." "Oooooohhhhh! Pretend rats! Rats! Of course. Now I get it."