A Return to Usual
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madrobinsAfter Christmas dinner we took my lovely in-laws home from my sister-in-law's home in Sebastopol. My relative lack of presence here can be thus explained. They (the in-laws) are dear people, but take up space--more psychic than physical, but in a relatively small house the addition of two people and their possessions is noticeable. And the Spouse and I slept on the inflatable mattress for four nights. So, fond of the in-laws as I am, I am glad to have my space back.
We watched many episodes of The Gilmore Girls--which was Avocado's Big Christmas Present--all seven years' worth, in the Barbie Dream House package, which was a joint present from Mama and Daddy and her swell Aunt and Uncle in LA. Gilmore Girls is TV crack; my mother in law, who isn't a huge consumer of TV, watched the first couple of episodes...then kept creeping back into the sunroom with the expression she normally reserves for discussions of chocolate, murmuring "More Gilmore Girls?" The first taste is free, see.
I got a new Joy of Cooking to replace the old tattered one; the new Dick Francis mystery; a gorgeous green-blue hand-knit "artisanal" sweater; a lovely leaf-shaped silver pendant; a cut-velvet Venetian scarf; and, from the self-same Aunt and Uncle in LA, a foam mattress-topper and matching pillows. This last is not as banal as it sounds: it's one of those indulgences we wouldn't have managed on our own, and omigod, the difference in comfort is huge. (Of course, the night after we put it on the bed, my in-laws arrived. So I'm really looking forward to going to bed on a non-Aerobed tonight.)
We watched many episodes of The Gilmore Girls--which was Avocado's Big Christmas Present--all seven years' worth, in the Barbie Dream House package, which was a joint present from Mama and Daddy and her swell Aunt and Uncle in LA. Gilmore Girls is TV crack; my mother in law, who isn't a huge consumer of TV, watched the first couple of episodes...then kept creeping back into the sunroom with the expression she normally reserves for discussions of chocolate, murmuring "More Gilmore Girls?" The first taste is free, see.
I got a new Joy of Cooking to replace the old tattered one; the new Dick Francis mystery; a gorgeous green-blue hand-knit "artisanal" sweater; a lovely leaf-shaped silver pendant; a cut-velvet Venetian scarf; and, from the self-same Aunt and Uncle in LA, a foam mattress-topper and matching pillows. This last is not as banal as it sounds: it's one of those indulgences we wouldn't have managed on our own, and omigod, the difference in comfort is huge. (Of course, the night after we put it on the bed, my in-laws arrived. So I'm really looking forward to going to bed on a non-Aerobed tonight.)