My wife and I are starting to spend more evenings at home, sitting on the couch and building with LEGO- the black ottoman in our living room covered with open tupperware tubs of loosely sorted parts. She is busy cranking out sets while I continue to try and discover what theme of freebuilding is most appealing to me.
I don't know if it's a return to a simpler time, although we do churn our own butter and make Dutch pretzels by hand. Alas, that is not true- our butter is store bought and our pretzels are likely manufactured by a cold-hearted robot that wishes to end our terrible pretzel-demanding reign. But there is something to be said for the quiet click of bricks competing with stirring dialogue that is The Sons of Anarchy.
[The photo is of an oversized minifigure from the Toy & Plastic Brick Museum in Bellaire, Ohio. He's who comes to collect your debts if you bounce a check on Bricklink.]