There is nothing like the sound of silence. Especially after you have had a horrible day, had a very noisy toddler testing out his screaming skills, and a crabby infant testing out the power of his lungs via crying. I couldn't make it to the liquor store on the way home, but at least hubby came home early, so we had a nice steak dinner.
And now that Small Fry is in a deep slumber (for now at least), and hubby is putting the Monkey to bed, I'm enjoying the silence (with a little background noise of the Lakers game). I have to soak it in and head to the studio - a few hours of sewing is calling my name.