On the other side
Dec. 25th, 2008 10:03 pmI'm back from four days in Ye Olde Hometowne, and I'm perhaps a little less exhausted despite Ye Olde Family Celebration. Granted, it doesn't take much to be less exhausted than I've been the last couple of weeks.
The husband gave me a gorgeous silver bracelet and Alexis de Tocqueville's The Ancien Regime and the Revolution, he really is wonderful at picking presents. He seemed quite happy with receiving a leather bag (well, ecstatic about that) and a collection of interviews with Tom Waits (who's the most wonderfully entertaining liar in all interviews). One of his nephews gave Kitty a rat-like toy which scared her shitless. A friend of mine gave me a tiny dark blue glass bowl stamped with the name of an ancient dynamite manufacturer, of all hilarious and marvellous little things.
The mother-in-law shaped hole in Christmas was very much present, but apparently bearable for father-in-law.
I have the cutest nephews. Whenever I've met them I feel this odd urge to learn how to make a little heart in an LJ post.
Now I'm all alone, blessedly alone, until husband and cat return tomorrow. And I am blessedly off work until the 2nd, which was also supposed to be a day off, but still.
The husband gave me a gorgeous silver bracelet and Alexis de Tocqueville's The Ancien Regime and the Revolution, he really is wonderful at picking presents. He seemed quite happy with receiving a leather bag (well, ecstatic about that) and a collection of interviews with Tom Waits (who's the most wonderfully entertaining liar in all interviews). One of his nephews gave Kitty a rat-like toy which scared her shitless. A friend of mine gave me a tiny dark blue glass bowl stamped with the name of an ancient dynamite manufacturer, of all hilarious and marvellous little things.
The mother-in-law shaped hole in Christmas was very much present, but apparently bearable for father-in-law.
I have the cutest nephews. Whenever I've met them I feel this odd urge to learn how to make a little heart in an LJ post.
Now I'm all alone, blessedly alone, until husband and cat return tomorrow. And I am blessedly off work until the 2nd, which was also supposed to be a day off, but still.