It's dark and cold

And most of all, it's quiet. Z and L have gone back to BC this week. I don't know when they'll be back. Why is it so much colder when they're gone? Granted the weather has been increasingly colder, but still. The house looks so lonesome. If it could talk, we'd have wonderful conversations about Z and L. Like this morning before they left we were talking about the 8 limbed baby in India who underwent an operation to remove her parasitic twin--scientifically and otherwise, the whole story was amazing. And Z turns from her computer looks at me and says, "I've heard about those cases before where one twin eats the other." Eats....it was quite a moment. And even though it was 7am and I don't consider myself a morning person, I was very glad to be awake that moment.