I've been keeping my little guys on the bedroom windowsill, which is our brightest window (also right at Heidi level, so I've had to keep a close eye on them). The directions said to expect sprouts in about two weeks, so I definitely wasn't expecting much when I peeked in on them a few minutes ago. But lo and behold.... We have sprouts! Big sprouts! I actually squealed. I've made life. :)
Back to bed. Word to the wise, don't ever ever do shots of straight well bourbon. After shots of straight well whiskey.