Lopez, again

I was supposed to be waiting hand and foot on Jan and Monica for the weekend of their shared birthday, but it didn't really happen that way. I did bring a birthday cake (Silver Palate's carrot cake, yum) and some gifts, but being the youngest and most irresponsible, they couldn't count on me for a lot else. Except the snoring. I managed to serenade them nightly. At least that's what they said. I don't believe that I snore. Jan does though. It's a very little, quiet snore, as befits a person of her petite stature. But it is a snore all the same.