Conversation with Trevor when discussing a passage from Jane Austen's Emma:
Trevor: Jane Eyre takes place in England, doesn't it?
Me: Yes, it does! How do you know that?!
Trevor: From Phineas & Ferb.
Kind of like how he could answer every question when Holly studied Dickens' A Christmas Carol , even though he'd only watched the Mickey Mouse version.
Sigh.
Friday, January 20, 2012
Sunday, January 08, 2012
Library on wheels
We have a library bookmobile that travels our county two weeks each month. It's staffed by a driver and a library aide. A few weeks ago, our boss came upstairs, needing a replacement for the library aide who had to leave suddenly that day.
Although it's parked in our lot the other two weeks each month, and I know the staff well, I've never even been in the bookmobile. It's never been a big goal of mine. However, since I like the driver, and I honestly believed it would be a hardship for the other employee being asked, I volunteered.
We talked a little bit about what I would do (check books in and out), and where we would go (locally, around town today). Then my boss dropped the bombshell.
"It's a good thing you don't get carsick."
Oo-kay. That instantly rules me out of ANYthing, because I am a Barf Queen.
But I stayed hopeful and, once my boss said it was just a local run, in town, I figured I would be juuuuuust fine!
Then I got on the bus, and Kim-the-driver told me, no, today was the longest run, the one to the farthest reaches of the county. And she wasn't kidding.
I've carried around my Sea Bandz for five years but gave them away last summer. Now I desperately needed them. Immediately, I began popping my migraine pills.
Kim was forewarned and drove accordingly. I was impressed. You can imagine how the lumbering Bookmobile rides every bump and exaggerates every turn. Kim spent 20 years in the military as an MP and a truck driver preparing for this. I don't remember even feeling woozy.
We did go to the outermost edges of the county, to the bowels of the Blue Ridge. (LOL) This is the boomtown of Henry, VA--it has its own post office, but just try to find it on a map--and we went 20 minutes or more past this "town."
All in all, a fun and otherwise uneventful day. I'm glad to finally have a chance to ride on the Bookmobile, and it was fun riding around with Kim. And now there's no need to ever do it again. I'm not going to tempt fate!
Although it's parked in our lot the other two weeks each month, and I know the staff well, I've never even been in the bookmobile. It's never been a big goal of mine. However, since I like the driver, and I honestly believed it would be a hardship for the other employee being asked, I volunteered.
We talked a little bit about what I would do (check books in and out), and where we would go (locally, around town today). Then my boss dropped the bombshell.
"It's a good thing you don't get carsick."
Oo-kay. That instantly rules me out of ANYthing, because I am a Barf Queen.
But I stayed hopeful and, once my boss said it was just a local run, in town, I figured I would be juuuuuust fine!
Then I got on the bus, and Kim-the-driver told me, no, today was the longest run, the one to the farthest reaches of the county. And she wasn't kidding.
I've carried around my Sea Bandz for five years but gave them away last summer. Now I desperately needed them. Immediately, I began popping my migraine pills.
Kim was forewarned and drove accordingly. I was impressed. You can imagine how the lumbering Bookmobile rides every bump and exaggerates every turn. Kim spent 20 years in the military as an MP and a truck driver preparing for this. I don't remember even feeling woozy.
We did go to the outermost edges of the county, to the bowels of the Blue Ridge. (LOL) This is the boomtown of Henry, VA--it has its own post office, but just try to find it on a map--and we went 20 minutes or more past this "town."
All in all, a fun and otherwise uneventful day. I'm glad to finally have a chance to ride on the Bookmobile, and it was fun riding around with Kim. And now there's no need to ever do it again. I'm not going to tempt fate!
Tuesday, January 03, 2012
New Year's Eve
Friends came over to celebrate New Year's Eve with us.
We feasted on tacos, mini-burritos, salsa, queso, and sopapilla cheesecake. And margaritas.
Keeping with tradition, we went outside at midnight.
We blew horns and made noise. I didn't feel guilty about that at all. With the exception of Fourth of July and New Year's Eve, we are very quiet neighbors.
We tried to stay warm.
And we set off a bunch of fireworks.
Goodbye, 2011! And welcome, 2012!!
We feasted on tacos, mini-burritos, salsa, queso, and sopapilla cheesecake. And margaritas.
Keeping with tradition, we went outside at midnight.
We blew horns and made noise. I didn't feel guilty about that at all. With the exception of Fourth of July and New Year's Eve, we are very quiet neighbors.
We tried to stay warm.
And we set off a bunch of fireworks.
Goodbye, 2011! And welcome, 2012!!
Monday, January 02, 2012
And more mice
We received our own little dead mice for Christmas.
In the form of chocolate.
It was an interesting little gift. If you weren't quite comfortable eating them, the box included gold cord so you could string them up on your Christmas tree.
Because that's what Christmas is all about, right?
In the form of chocolate.
It was an interesting little gift. If you weren't quite comfortable eating them, the box included gold cord so you could string them up on your Christmas tree.
Because that's what Christmas is all about, right?
Cat and mouse
We bought the kitties a special Christmas present. I can't remember the last time we did this, although surely this is not the first. They are naughty little kitties, and they found their present and opened it waaaay before Christmas.
Pumpkin went a little crazy. Catnip brings out her inner beast.
She finally killed it, which is a good thing. She was beginning to freak me out a bit.
Self-satisfied, good little mouser.
Even if it was stuffed to begin with.
Pumpkin went a little crazy. Catnip brings out her inner beast.
She finally killed it, which is a good thing. She was beginning to freak me out a bit.
Self-satisfied, good little mouser.
Even if it was stuffed to begin with.
Sunday, January 01, 2012
Christmas
I've said it a hundred times, and I'll say it again:
I must get caught up here.
We celebrated Christmas Eve by going to a candlelight service at church, which included a lovely program with music from Handel's Messiah. We came home, ate French Dip sandwiches, and watched Jingle All the Way, a Christmas favorite around here.
Christmas morning. No more kids running down the hall, waiting expectantly for us to finish getting everything ready. Now Robert and I wake up first, drink coffee, and read the paper. We are the ones waiting expectantly now, I guess!
Trevor passed out presents, per tradition, so we all have our own little stack in front of us.
In what seems like more tradition, Trevor is the only one who gets his photo taken on Christmas morning. I appreciate that. On a few different levels.
Lego Star Wars Character Encyclopedia
MP3 player from Uncle Mike and Aunt Val
I was very happy to find a few Peruvian-specific gifts for Holly. I found her Inka Kola at a local Mexican grocery store. She also got a ornament memorializing Peru, and we found a perfect photo collage frame that I decorated just for her.
We had a wonderfully relaxing day. I don't think the kids ever changed out of pajamas. We'd already decided to tone down our big Christmas dinner. After all that work, no one is ever hungry enough to eat everything. We decided on a much simpler corned beef, potatoes, carrots, and frizzled cabbage, and I threw in our holiday pretzel jello salad to make it a bit more festive. Holly made Chocolate Pecan Pie for dessert, which was incredibly decadent.
Another Christmas to treasure as my kids get older. Immanuel: God with us.
Christmas: The day we celebrate our God coming to earth, walking and breathing among us, shattering time, bringing hope and the promise of eternal life.
I must get caught up here.
We celebrated Christmas Eve by going to a candlelight service at church, which included a lovely program with music from Handel's Messiah. We came home, ate French Dip sandwiches, and watched Jingle All the Way, a Christmas favorite around here.
Christmas morning. No more kids running down the hall, waiting expectantly for us to finish getting everything ready. Now Robert and I wake up first, drink coffee, and read the paper. We are the ones waiting expectantly now, I guess!
Trevor passed out presents, per tradition, so we all have our own little stack in front of us.
In what seems like more tradition, Trevor is the only one who gets his photo taken on Christmas morning. I appreciate that. On a few different levels.
Lego Star Wars Character EncyclopediaThe kids are used to going slow. None of the tear-into-the-gifts wild melee here. At least one or two of us will call for a stop so we can grab something for breakfast. Trevor and I have long preferred lox and bagels, and Holly and Robert stick to bagels and flavored cream cheese.
MP3 player from Uncle Mike and Aunt ValI was very happy to find a few Peruvian-specific gifts for Holly. I found her Inka Kola at a local Mexican grocery store. She also got a ornament memorializing Peru, and we found a perfect photo collage frame that I decorated just for her.
We had a wonderfully relaxing day. I don't think the kids ever changed out of pajamas. We'd already decided to tone down our big Christmas dinner. After all that work, no one is ever hungry enough to eat everything. We decided on a much simpler corned beef, potatoes, carrots, and frizzled cabbage, and I threw in our holiday pretzel jello salad to make it a bit more festive. Holly made Chocolate Pecan Pie for dessert, which was incredibly decadent.
Another Christmas to treasure as my kids get older. Immanuel: God with us.
Christmas: The day we celebrate our God coming to earth, walking and breathing among us, shattering time, bringing hope and the promise of eternal life.
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