And a happy solstice too.
Dec. 21st, 2008 08:13 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bironicSeason's greetings from someecards (with a slight modification):
(if that's crashing anyone's f-list, let me know and I'll stick it behind a cut.)
I've had a nice weekend home, overall, even though things mostly did not go as planned. Despite missing the two appointments on Friday and having no car in a place where you really want to have a car, thanks to my mom and very generous sister's chauffeuring efforts, I got to see my friend J. and![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
moonlash_cc yesterday and today, respectively, and along with them, the pilot of True Blood, scenes from The L Word, an episode of Leverage, and highlights from the series finale of Boston Legal, which I hadn't watched in a couple of years. WHY DID NO ONE TELL ME ABOUT WHAT HAPPENED AT THE END OF BOSTON LEGAL.
Friday night my mom and her bf picked me up and we went to see my sister's musician's show nearby. It was short, but he played some of my favorite songs of his. Also, afterwards, I heard a song called "Full Moon" by The Black Ghosts, which I've been listening to on repeat ever since. I'm ashamed to say it's from the Twilight soundtrack.
The downside of that night was that the bf was very likely drunk when he picked me up, and my mom was, shall we say, not happy with him. While driving drunk is never okay, let alone driving drunk without telling your passengers you've been drinking, it was a touchy situation because his father had just had a stroke and he didn't know whether he was okay. The two of them are actually getting ready right now to fly down to Texas because he's likely not going to make it. So that sucked. It's just that the bf is obnoxious when he's drunk, which makes it hard to be sympathetic.
Still, it was nice being at her place all day Saturday, cooking and catching up and opening a stack of unexpected presents when my sister joined us. It's been a long time since Chanukah included a stack of presents; lately when I've had something to ask for it's been biggish, like a winter coat or help on airfare. What fun -- there were Poe and Bronte compendia and a hedgehog veggie brush and chocolate and polka dot socks and a pair of gray waffle-fabric pajama pants and the adorablest wall decorations in addition to the only thing I'd asked for, a hand-held immersion blender purée thing for soups. I'm in the midst of figuring out how to get it all back up to Boston when I only brought a backpack. (Gosh, my problems are so significant.)
Heading back tomorrow and will get to see my college friend R. who's in town from across the pond beforesynn gets in on Wednesday for a glorious whole week together.
(if that's crashing anyone's f-list, let me know and I'll stick it behind a cut.)
I've had a nice weekend home, overall, even though things mostly did not go as planned. Despite missing the two appointments on Friday and having no car in a place where you really want to have a car, thanks to my mom and very generous sister's chauffeuring efforts, I got to see my friend J. and
moonlash_cc yesterday and today, respectively, and along with them, the pilot of True Blood, scenes from The L Word, an episode of Leverage, and highlights from the series finale of Boston Legal, which I hadn't watched in a couple of years. WHY DID NO ONE TELL ME ABOUT WHAT HAPPENED AT THE END OF BOSTON LEGAL. Friday night my mom and her bf picked me up and we went to see my sister's musician's show nearby. It was short, but he played some of my favorite songs of his. Also, afterwards, I heard a song called "Full Moon" by The Black Ghosts, which I've been listening to on repeat ever since. I'm ashamed to say it's from the Twilight soundtrack.
The downside of that night was that the bf was very likely drunk when he picked me up, and my mom was, shall we say, not happy with him. While driving drunk is never okay, let alone driving drunk without telling your passengers you've been drinking, it was a touchy situation because his father had just had a stroke and he didn't know whether he was okay. The two of them are actually getting ready right now to fly down to Texas because he's likely not going to make it. So that sucked. It's just that the bf is obnoxious when he's drunk, which makes it hard to be sympathetic.
Still, it was nice being at her place all day Saturday, cooking and catching up and opening a stack of unexpected presents when my sister joined us. It's been a long time since Chanukah included a stack of presents; lately when I've had something to ask for it's been biggish, like a winter coat or help on airfare. What fun -- there were Poe and Bronte compendia and a hedgehog veggie brush and chocolate and polka dot socks and a pair of gray waffle-fabric pajama pants and the adorablest wall decorations in addition to the only thing I'd asked for, a hand-held immersion blender purée thing for soups. I'm in the midst of figuring out how to get it all back up to Boston when I only brought a backpack. (Gosh, my problems are so significant.)
Heading back tomorrow and will get to see my college friend R. who's in town from across the pond before
synn gets in on Wednesday for a glorious whole week together.
