Well, I consider this day seized.
Aug. 20th, 2005 11:13 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hopefulnebulaWestern Welcome Week parade was this morning. Laura's flag troupe (part of HHS's marching band) was in it, so we went. The parade started at 10. Laura's call? 6. At least it was "show up at one kid's house at 6 so we can do each other's hair and eat and smear glitter on each other and giggle and OD on estrogen". "Show up at the staging point" call was 8. Either way, I was on the road at 5:15 this morning. We dropped the kiddo off at the girl's house and went to The Original Pancake House (best chocolate chip pancakes this side of Milliway's). We then bought gas ($2.81/gallon. least this isn't Europe) and drove a couple of the girls to the staging point. Poked around for an hour, staked out seats, watched the parade.
I don't really get parades, but this one was fun. Except I forgot to sunscreen my feet so they are now a nice shade of light red. It'll prolly be a dark tan by morning, but still.
We then went home and collapsed for three hours before skedaddling over to Pete and Lori's for a "small family get-together" for Mom's birthday (and because none of us have seen Kurt and Christine or their son all summer).
"Small," my butt.
Let's see. The four of us were there, as well as Pete and Lori and Olivia. Kurt and Christine and their boy Lucas (who's 18 months old as of last week) were there. Pete's "boss" (for lack of a better word) Kathy brought her grandson (just turned 3) and granddaughter (14 mo.). Incidentally, Kathy's daughter (and these kids' mom) is Pete's ex-girlfriend, but they ended as friends and have stayed that way. And Uncle Kevin (whom I've also not seen since Christmas) was there too. That makes fourteen. Add in one set of neighbors and their teenage son, and Crazy Neighbor Chris, his 1-year-old boy and 11-year old daughter, and said daughter's friend who was spending the night... and I'm amazed we had enough food to go around. 21 people when a third of them are not family is not a "small family gathering." (21 and a half if you consider that Lori looks like she's just about to burst.) But it was fun. Especially since Mom's constantly drunk cousin Bob wasn't there (he was only at the thing last year because Pete had lent him his tile cutter and he needed it back.)
So many people. Gah. Olivia just adores being around babies, though. Bodes well for when her sister is born.
And I could smite Lori for not taking meds as soon as she found out she had bronchitis. Dude. When you're that far along and it's a bacterial infection, it's more harmful not to take them. I've still got just a cold and I hope it stays that way, but right now I just want to crawl into bed and die.
*crawls into bed and dies*
I don't really get parades, but this one was fun. Except I forgot to sunscreen my feet so they are now a nice shade of light red. It'll prolly be a dark tan by morning, but still.
We then went home and collapsed for three hours before skedaddling over to Pete and Lori's for a "small family get-together" for Mom's birthday (and because none of us have seen Kurt and Christine or their son all summer).
"Small," my butt.
Let's see. The four of us were there, as well as Pete and Lori and Olivia. Kurt and Christine and their boy Lucas (who's 18 months old as of last week) were there. Pete's "boss" (for lack of a better word) Kathy brought her grandson (just turned 3) and granddaughter (14 mo.). Incidentally, Kathy's daughter (and these kids' mom) is Pete's ex-girlfriend, but they ended as friends and have stayed that way. And Uncle Kevin (whom I've also not seen since Christmas) was there too. That makes fourteen. Add in one set of neighbors and their teenage son, and Crazy Neighbor Chris, his 1-year-old boy and 11-year old daughter, and said daughter's friend who was spending the night... and I'm amazed we had enough food to go around. 21 people when a third of them are not family is not a "small family gathering." (21 and a half if you consider that Lori looks like she's just about to burst.) But it was fun. Especially since Mom's constantly drunk cousin Bob wasn't there (he was only at the thing last year because Pete had lent him his tile cutter and he needed it back.)
So many people. Gah. Olivia just adores being around babies, though. Bodes well for when her sister is born.
And I could smite Lori for not taking meds as soon as she found out she had bronchitis. Dude. When you're that far along and it's a bacterial infection, it's more harmful not to take them. I've still got just a cold and I hope it stays that way, but right now I just want to crawl into bed and die.
*crawls into bed and dies*
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Date: 2005-08-21 07:03 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-08-21 07:03 am (UTC)