Whirlwind weekend
Aug. 25th, 2017 03:31 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sierciaLast weekend was a good one.
Saturday, we had plans to see L and M and their sprogs. Somehow, we had not managed to see them for better than two years (because the last time I saw L was when she dropped by the office when baby sprog was an actual baby, and he is 2+ now). That was great, cooking good food and catching up and enjoying the older sprog who is now a very entertaining 9 year old (HOW? How is that child 9 already?)
While we're hanging out, H sidles up to me with that teenager 'I'm up to something' bearing that I know all too well, and says "Hey, so, just asking, but what are the chances you might let me go to Brooklyn tomorrow?" (I told you they were up to something!)
Turns out their very faaaaaaavorite web comic artist was going to be at FlameCon - a comic convention for LGBT comics / artists, and despite only learning about the event minutes before, they were desperate to go.
Cue discussion and negotiation. *If* they can find a friend who wants to go and will be allowed *and* we can figure out a transportation option that works *and* we can work out a plan that all the parents are comfortable with, then OK. We'll let them go. Found a friend who was willing and able (so much for hoping the other parents were saner than we are), but we got totally stuck on transportation. Summer, weekend, last minute? There are NO cheap ways to get home from NYC - busses were all $80+, Amtrak was beyond stupid. Which is when I got stupid. "You know," I say to W, "I could get up and drive the kids to New Haven. We could grab MetroNorth into the city - they can head out to the con in Brooklyn, and I can find something to do in until it's time to go home." And that's how I ended up getting up at 5:30 on a Sunday morning and having a 17 hour day trip to NYC.
The kids had a great time. So did I - I found that the Met had an exhibit of WWI art, so I went to see that, and then wandered through the 19th and 20th century painting galleries. While I was there, a friend messaged that there was an excellent Jazz Age exhibit at the Cooper Hewitt, which I had never been to, but I had time to get there, and she was right - it was excellent. As I was finishing up there, the kids messaged that they were done as well, and we met back up at Grand Central and wended our way home. It was exhausting, but fun enough that I didn't care. And now it's Friday, and I am almost caught up on sleep. Almost.
Saturday, we had plans to see L and M and their sprogs. Somehow, we had not managed to see them for better than two years (because the last time I saw L was when she dropped by the office when baby sprog was an actual baby, and he is 2+ now). That was great, cooking good food and catching up and enjoying the older sprog who is now a very entertaining 9 year old (HOW? How is that child 9 already?)
While we're hanging out, H sidles up to me with that teenager 'I'm up to something' bearing that I know all too well, and says "Hey, so, just asking, but what are the chances you might let me go to Brooklyn tomorrow?" (I told you they were up to something!)
Turns out their very faaaaaaavorite web comic artist was going to be at FlameCon - a comic convention for LGBT comics / artists, and despite only learning about the event minutes before, they were desperate to go.
Cue discussion and negotiation. *If* they can find a friend who wants to go and will be allowed *and* we can figure out a transportation option that works *and* we can work out a plan that all the parents are comfortable with, then OK. We'll let them go. Found a friend who was willing and able (so much for hoping the other parents were saner than we are), but we got totally stuck on transportation. Summer, weekend, last minute? There are NO cheap ways to get home from NYC - busses were all $80+, Amtrak was beyond stupid. Which is when I got stupid. "You know," I say to W, "I could get up and drive the kids to New Haven. We could grab MetroNorth into the city - they can head out to the con in Brooklyn, and I can find something to do in until it's time to go home." And that's how I ended up getting up at 5:30 on a Sunday morning and having a 17 hour day trip to NYC.
The kids had a great time. So did I - I found that the Met had an exhibit of WWI art, so I went to see that, and then wandered through the 19th and 20th century painting galleries. While I was there, a friend messaged that there was an excellent Jazz Age exhibit at the Cooper Hewitt, which I had never been to, but I had time to get there, and she was right - it was excellent. As I was finishing up there, the kids messaged that they were done as well, and we met back up at Grand Central and wended our way home. It was exhausting, but fun enough that I didn't care. And now it's Friday, and I am almost caught up on sleep. Almost.
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Date: 2017-08-30 11:13 am (UTC)