New Year's weekend
Jan. 6th, 2010 06:44 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
skjamNew Year's Eve was spent preparing for the trip, and early to bed.
On New Year's Day, I hitched a ride with my brother's family up to Sandstone for the belated Christmas celebration. We had waffles and other good food for brunch.
Then it was present time, with the littlest niece already having sorted the packages before most of the family got to the room. I think most of the recepients enjoyed the presents I got them; the oldest niece wore the long handknitted scarf I picked up at ConVergence the rest of the day. (Along with the bright green warm pajamas she got from another family member.)
I got a tin of hard candy, a notepad and pen, a gift card for Brit's (a local restaurant), a couple of calendars, a slim book on military support weapons, a hand-carved candy dish in the shape of an acorn (not from the same person who gave the candy), a dishtowel, more pages for the family scrapbook, and a potholder with a built-in pocket.
On Saturday, the folks and I went to Hinckley, where we dined at Cassidy's. They have an excellent salad bar. We ran into Dad's old babysitter! Afterwards, we hit a thrift store--I donated some manga (the folks were dubious, as they'd never seen any there--it turns out they sell very quickly), and picked up a few items, including two doctor comic books. (I hope the Scans Daily folks will like them.)
Sunday morning, Dad was feeling particularly good, so he and I went to church. Good thing too, because it turned out it was his turn to usher! I was either the youngest or second-youngest person (not sure how old the pastor is) there, but was reassured that sometimes there are younger attendees.
Come evening, it was time to take the bus back to the city. Turned out to be a lot more crowded than I'd anticipated, and I had to negotiate for a seat. (The fellow who became my seatmate had a pack that didn't quite meet the definition of carry-on, and had to keep moving it.)
Work--Well, it's not good at the moment. More on that later.
On New Year's Day, I hitched a ride with my brother's family up to Sandstone for the belated Christmas celebration. We had waffles and other good food for brunch.
Then it was present time, with the littlest niece already having sorted the packages before most of the family got to the room. I think most of the recepients enjoyed the presents I got them; the oldest niece wore the long handknitted scarf I picked up at ConVergence the rest of the day. (Along with the bright green warm pajamas she got from another family member.)
I got a tin of hard candy, a notepad and pen, a gift card for Brit's (a local restaurant), a couple of calendars, a slim book on military support weapons, a hand-carved candy dish in the shape of an acorn (not from the same person who gave the candy), a dishtowel, more pages for the family scrapbook, and a potholder with a built-in pocket.
On Saturday, the folks and I went to Hinckley, where we dined at Cassidy's. They have an excellent salad bar. We ran into Dad's old babysitter! Afterwards, we hit a thrift store--I donated some manga (the folks were dubious, as they'd never seen any there--it turns out they sell very quickly), and picked up a few items, including two doctor comic books. (I hope the Scans Daily folks will like them.)
Sunday morning, Dad was feeling particularly good, so he and I went to church. Good thing too, because it turned out it was his turn to usher! I was either the youngest or second-youngest person (not sure how old the pastor is) there, but was reassured that sometimes there are younger attendees.
Come evening, it was time to take the bus back to the city. Turned out to be a lot more crowded than I'd anticipated, and I had to negotiate for a seat. (The fellow who became my seatmate had a pack that didn't quite meet the definition of carry-on, and had to keep moving it.)
Work--Well, it's not good at the moment. More on that later.
