We have spent the whole day cozed up by the gas fireplace contemplating the dreary gray sky outside. Reading,napping,talking,eating homemade cinnamon rolls and generally goofing off.
I read the first 20 pages of Fahrenheit 451 and got sleepy. But it looks to be a good book. I know it's a classic, and I have taken my sweet good time getting around to it, but hey, I have done my best in the reading department. So many books, so little time !
But here it is 8:30 in the evening and after such a sedentary day I am thinking about going for a walk in the neighborhood as I feel figgity.
I have a large case of the figits.
Does this mean that I need twelve digits?
Ten on my hands
Two of my toes
Perhaps I should figit with widgits.
I'm getting silly, I better go for a walk and blow the cobwebs out of my head.
(Yes, that WOULD be a good idea, get outdoors wi' ye ! and good riddance. )