Indian food + winning Trivial Pursuit + reclining with Henry James novel + a tall glass of tap water that doesn't taste like shit = happiness.
Sister answered the phone from a non-local number none of us recognized this afternoon. The person on the other end said, "Hello, this is So-and-so from God-knows-where. May I speak to the male head of the household?" She replied, "Sure!" and then hung up.
There's something terribly beautiful in being in a house of all women.