Monday, no Tuesday, no kidding - wait!
Oct. 26th, 2004 01:52 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kyburg980. Previous button goes no higher -
And I am certain I didn't get through all the posts over the weekend - so if you have something you want me to see, you are encouraged to tell me. I am glad I made the effort to get through as many as I could though - Crystal, holy fucking crap, CRYSTAL - ahem, adolescent LJ female moment over with - but I am so glad to be home.
I wanted to go home at 5:30 PM Saturday. I looked at the clock.
Upside - it was neat meeting my mother's cousins - one on her father's side, one on her mother's side - both older than she is. One is going to be 90 next week! He could pass for 60 - no kidding. Still works as a landscaper and the yard that man keeps up is impeccable. I plan to send a thank you note - I have to get the bread and butter pickle recipe from him wife. So good - but she doesn't do it anymore, it's too much work. But I get an inkling that it's still a maybe -
Downside - My uncle is a drunk old poot. And I totally baffled him when I told him I was Green - he couldn't decide it that was "safe" or not - but since I didn't argue with him (or rise to the "liberal" baiting - score one for me, I'm not stupid) - he couldn't decide. He's brought my mother - my very Republican mother - to tears with his ranting and raving, and I was charged quitely soundly with not letting That Happen while she was visiting her sister.
Who thinks Bill O'Reilly is getting a raw deal. *rolls eyes* Thank God for deer, birds and wellhouses. And grandchildren who go missing on camping outings. Well, not very missing. Just 17 and didn't check in.
No, it didn't happen.
But I was not amused. Having to share space with the Fox network for more than twenty minutes tends to make me cranky. Actually, I saw more television over the weekend than I had in a long time. I think most folks have noticed the massive spin cycle everything is in right now - and if I'm sick of it, I can imagine how fed up anyone who watches it for very long must be.
I found a cybercafe on Sunday morning. Part of a kick-ass bakery that had collection boxes for Habitat for Humanity, the local food bank and UNICEF. It was doing a very brisk business with folks older than Mom, her sister or her husband.
I also got to see my friend Dianne in her new house, complete with cats.
And I shot many hours of videotape.
Mom came through it like a champ - I really think she's more durable than everyone gives her credit for. When we parted last night, I said as much to her. "If you can get through the last three days, I think you could do anything."
She's really worried about the bladder surgery - but I can't help but think she'll be fine.
I really missed Jim. And my life. When we got in last night, we decided to go get dinner before getting to Sis' house - and we went back to the old sushi bar in the old neighborhood. *sighs*
The Peeps folks have made a new Peeps for Halloween. Orange pumpkins stuffed with chocolate - found then at the Dollar Store. I'll let you know if they're edible.
Oh, and I brought home 16 quart canning jars. Therein hangs a tale....
And I am certain I didn't get through all the posts over the weekend - so if you have something you want me to see, you are encouraged to tell me. I am glad I made the effort to get through as many as I could though - Crystal, holy fucking crap, CRYSTAL - ahem, adolescent LJ female moment over with - but I am so glad to be home.
I wanted to go home at 5:30 PM Saturday. I looked at the clock.
Upside - it was neat meeting my mother's cousins - one on her father's side, one on her mother's side - both older than she is. One is going to be 90 next week! He could pass for 60 - no kidding. Still works as a landscaper and the yard that man keeps up is impeccable. I plan to send a thank you note - I have to get the bread and butter pickle recipe from him wife. So good - but she doesn't do it anymore, it's too much work. But I get an inkling that it's still a maybe -
Downside - My uncle is a drunk old poot. And I totally baffled him when I told him I was Green - he couldn't decide it that was "safe" or not - but since I didn't argue with him (or rise to the "liberal" baiting - score one for me, I'm not stupid) - he couldn't decide. He's brought my mother - my very Republican mother - to tears with his ranting and raving, and I was charged quitely soundly with not letting That Happen while she was visiting her sister.
Who thinks Bill O'Reilly is getting a raw deal. *rolls eyes* Thank God for deer, birds and wellhouses. And grandchildren who go missing on camping outings. Well, not very missing. Just 17 and didn't check in.
No, it didn't happen.
But I was not amused. Having to share space with the Fox network for more than twenty minutes tends to make me cranky. Actually, I saw more television over the weekend than I had in a long time. I think most folks have noticed the massive spin cycle everything is in right now - and if I'm sick of it, I can imagine how fed up anyone who watches it for very long must be.
I found a cybercafe on Sunday morning. Part of a kick-ass bakery that had collection boxes for Habitat for Humanity, the local food bank and UNICEF. It was doing a very brisk business with folks older than Mom, her sister or her husband.
I also got to see my friend Dianne in her new house, complete with cats.
And I shot many hours of videotape.
Mom came through it like a champ - I really think she's more durable than everyone gives her credit for. When we parted last night, I said as much to her. "If you can get through the last three days, I think you could do anything."
She's really worried about the bladder surgery - but I can't help but think she'll be fine.
I really missed Jim. And my life. When we got in last night, we decided to go get dinner before getting to Sis' house - and we went back to the old sushi bar in the old neighborhood. *sighs*
The Peeps folks have made a new Peeps for Halloween. Orange pumpkins stuffed with chocolate - found then at the Dollar Store. I'll let you know if they're edible.
Oh, and I brought home 16 quart canning jars. Therein hangs a tale....
