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Nov. 30th, 2009 08:02 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
stormdogThese past handful of days have been a whirlwind, and it seems like forever ago that I was last here, sitting in a train car waiting to be ferried off to Chicago. Dealing with work seems an unpleasant afterthought after an otherwise full and satisfying life.
On Thursday, my parents hosted what was really our first Thanksgiving dinner as a small, immediate family. It was them, both of my brothers, Lara, my grandparents, Moira, and myself. It was a delight to see my grandparents and James and Lara particularly, and I'm very grateful for the opportunity to have all of us together. I do wish I'd been able to make it to the larger gathering on Saturday; alas, the big events lately seem to keep happening when I already have other plans.
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serinthia and todd_riverden's place, watching anime and playing old console games. First Serin and I watched another episode of a series we've been watching about a boy who must attend an all-girl school as a stipulation in a will (I don't know enough Japanese to remember titles of things at all well. I'm sure Serin will tell me the name). Then, after Todd awoke, we used the emulation computer I brought over to play some Street Fighter 2, Brutal: Paws of Fury, and others. Then the three of us settled in for a few episodes of Wagaya no Oinarisama with some of Serin's yummy macaroni and cheese for dinner. It was a relaxing and cheerful time.
On Saturday, I drove down to Chicago to see the new friends I met through Moira at Windycon, R & R. There was much playing of video games and telephone oracle, discussion of books (I have reading assignments from both of them now!), excellent made-from-scratch food and very pleasant company. For a time, I sat and read Ursula Leguin's The Birthday of the World while R worked on her NaNoWriMo novel; it was quiet and peaceful.
I made it back to Kenosha around six-thirty Sunday evening and had dinner with Moira, sitting on the couch with her and catching up on the events of the last couple of days. She and I talked more about plans for making progress toward moving out of the house and spent an hour or two reconnecting and enjoying each other's company. I love her so very much.
It's been a happy weekend indeed, and it was very good for the puppy brain. My head is pretty solidly together, and I feel up to getting back to the unfortunate necessities of day-to-day life as a working dog. But at the moment, since I still have over an hour before I get into Ogilvie station, I'm going to read some more of R's book.
On Thursday, my parents hosted what was really our first Thanksgiving dinner as a small, immediate family. It was them, both of my brothers, Lara, my grandparents, Moira, and myself. It was a delight to see my grandparents and James and Lara particularly, and I'm very grateful for the opportunity to have all of us together. I do wish I'd been able to make it to the larger gathering on Saturday; alas, the big events lately seem to keep happening when I already have other plans.
Friday I spent at
serinthia and todd_riverden's place, watching anime and playing old console games. First Serin and I watched another episode of a series we've been watching about a boy who must attend an all-girl school as a stipulation in a will (I don't know enough Japanese to remember titles of things at all well. I'm sure Serin will tell me the name). Then, after Todd awoke, we used the emulation computer I brought over to play some Street Fighter 2, Brutal: Paws of Fury, and others. Then the three of us settled in for a few episodes of Wagaya no Oinarisama with some of Serin's yummy macaroni and cheese for dinner. It was a relaxing and cheerful time.On Saturday, I drove down to Chicago to see the new friends I met through Moira at Windycon, R & R. There was much playing of video games and telephone oracle, discussion of books (I have reading assignments from both of them now!), excellent made-from-scratch food and very pleasant company. For a time, I sat and read Ursula Leguin's The Birthday of the World while R worked on her NaNoWriMo novel; it was quiet and peaceful.
I made it back to Kenosha around six-thirty Sunday evening and had dinner with Moira, sitting on the couch with her and catching up on the events of the last couple of days. She and I talked more about plans for making progress toward moving out of the house and spent an hour or two reconnecting and enjoying each other's company. I love her so very much.
It's been a happy weekend indeed, and it was very good for the puppy brain. My head is pretty solidly together, and I feel up to getting back to the unfortunate necessities of day-to-day life as a working dog. But at the moment, since I still have over an hour before I get into Ogilvie station, I'm going to read some more of R's book.
