and through the woods to Grandmother’s house we went. Mom, Rob and I went to Grandma’s to do some New Year’s cleaning. I say that we cleaned Grandma’s house. In truth we just vacuumed and then I attempted to dust, but there wasn’t any dust. In between my cleaning attempts, we got to do some […]
Rob and I drove my brother to the Atlanta airport yesterday. We visited friends, stayed at George and Julie’s (my cousins) and then drove back today. In other news, I’ve spent most of my time on the computer today trying to put the finishing touches on Shimmer.
How can we still have so many leftovers in the house? It is staggering. At each meal, the counter is covered with food from Christmas Eve. It doesn’t help that Mom is also cooking something to supplement the leftovers, as if there isn’t enough food already. Dad took us out on tromp around the property
Ah youth. Peter knocked on our door at 8:00 to let us know that Santa had come–no, more accurately, to let us know that it was time for him to open his presents. I have to give him credit for letting us sleep past 8:00, I suppose. When all the gifts were opened, actually, by
The festivities went off without a hitch last night. Twenty-three relatives in one house for dinner. The Menu Oriental Napa Cabbage Salad Cornbread Angel Biscuits Rice and Shrimp Curry Cranberry Congealed Salad Butternut Squash with Apples and Currants Pomegranate Garbanzo Bean Salad Spinach Artichoke Casserole Brandied Fruit Carrot Casserole Corn Pudding English Toffee The crazy
I had to go to the mall today. Surely, that explains all of the horror without further detail, so I may go onto the pleasant things. Steve and his family arrived during the night and somehow managed to get a teenager, a proto-teenager and a three year-old into the house without waking anyone. Now that,
Rob and I made it safely to Chattanooga last night. My parents have already had us busy with Christmas preparations. Today, Rob and I went for a walk up to the log house to see the preparations for moving it. I took a basket to cut greenery for the mantle down at Woodthrush Woods. I
We’re on our way to Chattanooga. I got no comments from the typewriter in security. How disappointing.
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John, Rob and I went to Kevin’s woodshop. They are just starting a new project, so kept apologizing that nothing was happening. The shop is well-equipped and has lots of tools that I’ve never seen before. And routers. I’ve seen them before, but now I covet one. After that, Laura, Rob and I went into
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I’m on vacation, right? So why did I spend today type-setting for Shimmer, dealing with scenic design questions for Arabian Nights, and computer issues for Portland Spirit? I did manage to cook dinner tonight, but that was the only thing today that didn’t feel like work. The Menu Pomegranate and Garbanzo Salad Red potatoes with
Shawna and I had a girl’s day out today. We went to Scholl’s to pick up a prize she had won in a drawing. She won some moisturizer which looks like it will be lovely. After that we had a quick bite to eat and then went to see Pride & Prejudice. I enjoyed it,
After the ice-fishing, Rob and I went to Saint John’s Abbey, a Benedictine monastery which has really interesting architecture. It was built in during the period when everyone was doing very modern, minimilist structures, which by and large look like concrete blocks. This doesn’t. It is clean and massive. Rob’s mom says that he likes
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I’ve survived the hazing ritual of ice-fishing. They tell me that it’s a leisure activity, but I’m convinced that it’s just a way to get the Southern girl out on the frozen lake. Rob and his brother, Kevin, took me out to the ice-fishing house in the middle of the lake that their house fronts
Today I bought long underwear. That’s it, for adventure. Rob and I slept in and then went into St. Cloud to get some groceries and long underwear for me. The boys want to take me ice-fishing. Rob approaches this idea with a glee that borders on sadistic pleasure. I needed long underwear anyway for Iceland