Augh! Augh! Augh! (A chronicle of madness.)

[kiya]

Drove down Thursday. Left at one, got in at midnight. Chatted with mother-in-law for about two hours, mostly about high school and school systems and how I nearly failed to graduate because I didn't have enough math credits and teinedreugan's displays of mighty indifference.

Got up. Went to Lakeforest on Christmas Eve. We are insane. Got last shopping done (chocolates for my mother, gift certificate for teinedreugan's). Were tasked by Dad to find Christmas crackers, got called off right after we gave up. (James found some.)

Went up to Mom's. Hung out, looked at the improvements she's made to her house, played Boggle. Started dinner when James called to inform us he was stuck in godawful traffic. Roast beef. Loves me some roast beef. Chatted some more when James showed up, opened misc gifties. Mom went nuts getting teinedreugan art supplies; v. cute. Played one of roimata's songs for my mother; mother impressed. (It was "Awhina's Theme", of course.) memerath -- Mom wants to know when you're going to call her.

Headed back. Stopped off at father's house; left paintings received there so we wouldn't risk damaging them driving all over Monkey County. Had pretzel cookies. (Need to remember to snag recipe for same.) Got lengthy and amusing anecdote about the sort of chaos that one can cause in a bureaucracy by getting on someone important's schedule (and thus have people ringing one up to say "What are you planning to say to. . .") Got back to in-laws just before midnight.

Slept poorly; disconcerting dreams. Then Christmas morning. Sister-in-law, sister-in-law's husband, and nephoo appeared. All mad extroverts (well, it's hard to tell with the nephoo, as mostly he just drools), so not up to dealing, esp. not after sleepless night. Nephoo thinks I'm fucking hilarious; I held him and he cracked up. Who knew? Got book on Egyptian calendar that I wanted desperately; it's all good. Watched Nick Kids a lot, because lavalampitis.

Then to Dad's house. Watched bits of Miracle on 34th Street. Opened gifties. Rattled around madly. Got nifty book on goddess anthropology and modern paganism (if I'm remembering right; fuzzyhead) from Dad's girlfriend. Watched Scrooge. Thank you very much, thank you very much, that's the nicest thing that anyone's ever done for me . . .

Then to Aunt Chris's house. James in car, providing directions; we only got slightly lost (he accidentally aimed us at Dad's girlfriend's house instead first go). Discussed getting copies of Nate's CD so I can send them to ibnfirnas and oneironaut; he didn't have any handy. James and Nate distracted by basketball game; we started food without them. Larissa has figured out how to make spelt popovers so she and James can actually eat them without getting sick. V. spiffy bowls from aunt. Also bamboo. Watched two games of Scrabble; Dad won first, teinedreugan taking second. teinedreugan won second, Aunt Chris was last. Justice is upheld.

Brought James home. He didn't have house keys; my house key didn't work. Running around in the cold ensued. I realised that I might have a key to the basement door at about the point at which the third key he was testing (from the possession of the neighbours) worked. Offered him crash space in case of emergency; he pointed out that issue was not so much crash space as medication that had unpleasant consequences if missed. Fortunately, we got him in, returned to place of in-laws.

Today I slept late.

And have watched teinedreugan play Jedi.

I will make a cake.

That is all I have to do.

(And now y'all know why I've been so quiet.)

Comments

[sashajwolf.livejournal.com]

Watched Nick Kids a lot, because lavalampitis.

What does it say about me that I know exactly what you mean?

Did you do the Wiggle Dance, too?