scrawls.

scrawls

still cheaper than therapy*

30.11.05

so. seattle.

yesyes, lovely. and i get to meet the piles of new relatives m can't even remember. and the guilt-by-association of liking some grandparents better than others, and there's nothing i can do about it now, is there? if i don't have nice happy memories of how Grandparents X used to be ... i can assume. sure. but i don't have that. and i'm not particularly charitable. i don't want to live to be ninety-two anyway. and (i can say this now and hope to live up to it) i will jump off a very high bridge before i move into a rest home. no no no. but it wasn't as bad as all that, either. they're certainly all very nice. and it's nice to have met them finally; now at least i can keep them straight in my head as to which grandparent is which and how they're all arranged. that, and my new cousin-once-removed-in-law is the Perfect German Baby. (he's two.) and i mean that in the nicest way possible.

Plus we got to see a lovely collection of alumni on sunday night and have really rather good thai food (even if we did go to dennys and tgi fridays in the airports rather too much but there's not a lot of options there) and see i+m's house and pictures of b+j's new house (they've not quite closed on it, yet, but hopefully it's a matter of time) and LM had just returned from africa as well, and it was great. and it was somebody's birthday that we'd met at i+m's wedding, too, and thai food makes everything better.

And then we got horifically lost on the way to the airport on monday morning, and barely made it in time but did, and we got to eat on top of the Needle. Which m enjoyed. and eating on top of the Needle was quite a bit better than eating Thanksgiving in a rest home. i have to make a turkey now just so i can have seconds, let alone sandwiches later.

decision: i could make a turkey (note that by "make a turkey" i mean, "make m make a turkey in the deep frying gas powered flaming turkey outdoor pot." AS, have you had fried turkey? whatcha doin this weekend?) and not tell anyone, and have more sandwiches and leftovers for me; or i could make a turkey and throw a barbecue, and then there would be fewer leftovers, but there would be a party. ponder. vote.

scrawled @ 17:03