Magic. Remember that we were missing a love seat cushion from our deck couch? It reappeared at some point, and I first noticed on Sunday when I just wanted to check on things up there. A little weird, but maybe explainable if it blew over to the deck of our neighbor to the north. They've got higher walls so we can't really see the near side of their deck, so I'm guessing they just tossed it back over when they saw it. That's a better story than the cushion getting sucked up into the heavens and dropping out of the sky months later. Besides that good fortune, checked out the Main Street Promenade out in Naperville on Saturday, and Tracy started watching Glee so I watched and got her caught up. Yay. Vacuumed, finally on Sunday. Tracy made lasagna, which surprisingly will only last until tomorrow.