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Mar. 24th, 2003
Weekend recap
Mar. 24th, 2003 11:50 pmThis was one looooong weekend, but it was good all the same.
We had promised my brother we would go to see him in what's pretty much his last college performance - Silvius in As You Like It. In general, not a big deal, except that his school is in the middle of nowhere northern New York - 6 hours from Boston.
So, after averting a baby-sitting crisis (Thanks again, Liz and Matt!) on Friday, we got the car all packed up on Friday night, then stayed up too late coming down off being busy. Got up early on Saturday, bundled Widget into the car, dropped her off at Liz & Matt's place (where we had our first ever, real live panicked screaming fit over our leaving her - she's never done it before, but she was damn inconsolable when we left) and drove for hours and hours and hours. Got to Potsdam just in time to nip into the hotel, change and meet folks for dinner - my parents, my brother and his girlfriend, her mom and grandmother, and two of her friends. Had some yummy Indian food, and delivered Nick back at campus for his call. Killed time until showtime, then sat for three hours while they entertained us rathr well. It wasn't a play I was at all familiar with, but I still enjoyed myself a good deal. Some of the students were quite talented, and my brother is certainly good at pratfalls and other silliness.
We didn't really get to sleep in on Sunday, but met the family for breakfast, where my brother was a big giant wuss and couldn't even eat three measly pancakes (heh). Then the long drive home. Wiley dropped me at Miss Lorac's for the Oscars party, and there was much food and drink and merriment. (Thoughts - Michael Moore looked and acted like an ass. I'm even more in love with Adrian Brody than I was before; between having the stones to kiss Halle Berry, and the most touching and moving statement about war, peace and the like, he's cemented a place in my heart. Chicago as Best Picture is a gigantic rip-off, but at least it wasn't Gangs of New York that won.) We stayed up way too late, and then I had to get up earlier than planned and come home because Imagy is sick. Caught a ride to Quincy with Miss Shani, where Wiley and I made the baby swap. Lorac saved the day by volunteering to babysit for the afternoon so that Wiley or I don't have to call in sick.
Spent the morning with Miss Widget, who was in fine spirits. Walked to the park and back, looked at flowers some more, did some grocery store shopping. All good stuff. Then went to work and did nothing. Absolutely ZERO motivation to even move, except to walk to get soda, just to be outside in the fresh air.
We had promised my brother we would go to see him in what's pretty much his last college performance - Silvius in As You Like It. In general, not a big deal, except that his school is in the middle of nowhere northern New York - 6 hours from Boston.
So, after averting a baby-sitting crisis (Thanks again, Liz and Matt!) on Friday, we got the car all packed up on Friday night, then stayed up too late coming down off being busy. Got up early on Saturday, bundled Widget into the car, dropped her off at Liz & Matt's place (where we had our first ever, real live panicked screaming fit over our leaving her - she's never done it before, but she was damn inconsolable when we left) and drove for hours and hours and hours. Got to Potsdam just in time to nip into the hotel, change and meet folks for dinner - my parents, my brother and his girlfriend, her mom and grandmother, and two of her friends. Had some yummy Indian food, and delivered Nick back at campus for his call. Killed time until showtime, then sat for three hours while they entertained us rathr well. It wasn't a play I was at all familiar with, but I still enjoyed myself a good deal. Some of the students were quite talented, and my brother is certainly good at pratfalls and other silliness.
We didn't really get to sleep in on Sunday, but met the family for breakfast, where my brother was a big giant wuss and couldn't even eat three measly pancakes (heh). Then the long drive home. Wiley dropped me at Miss Lorac's for the Oscars party, and there was much food and drink and merriment. (Thoughts - Michael Moore looked and acted like an ass. I'm even more in love with Adrian Brody than I was before; between having the stones to kiss Halle Berry, and the most touching and moving statement about war, peace and the like, he's cemented a place in my heart. Chicago as Best Picture is a gigantic rip-off, but at least it wasn't Gangs of New York that won.) We stayed up way too late, and then I had to get up earlier than planned and come home because Imagy is sick. Caught a ride to Quincy with Miss Shani, where Wiley and I made the baby swap. Lorac saved the day by volunteering to babysit for the afternoon so that Wiley or I don't have to call in sick.
Spent the morning with Miss Widget, who was in fine spirits. Walked to the park and back, looked at flowers some more, did some grocery store shopping. All good stuff. Then went to work and did nothing. Absolutely ZERO motivation to even move, except to walk to get soda, just to be outside in the fresh air.