Recently I bought a little alarm clock, built between 1900 and 1910. It doesn't work (the mainspring is broken), it doesn't have glass over the face, and the rusty little bell sits crookedly on top. But isn't it cute!
Later in the day Missy threw up on the couch - that's why we have a heavy-duty couch cover. So I was doing laundry late tonight, when the fog rolled in. Very thick, a "werewolf-in-London" kind of fog.