![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
More of the same
Dec. 21st, 2006 06:57 pmWe had a mini-Christmas this morning, before I took Amy to the airport. Mother and Daddy were suitably impressed with the lap-blanket, and everyone was happy with their loot. After seeing the news and weather, we were all pleased that Amy wasn’t flying through Denver, especially after her experience in Atlanta. It’s been a very quiet day. Mother and Daddy slept most of the day, and I’ve been reading. I brought an awfully lot of books, but I haven’t been in much of a mood to read the things I brought. Sigh.
My son and grandson are coming down tomorrow. Jonathan is 10, and is, as my friends used to politely describe his father, “full of beans.” Poor kid will be bored to tears, I know.Oh, well; they keep saying he loves to read but no one ever thinks to bring a book? Life is hard.
Not much other news. Mother wants me to stay another day (or two or more….) and take them to Barbourville. If I knew for sure what they hope to accomplish, or how they are going to accomplish the few things they have mentioned (that will take more than just the three of us) I might be more inclined. As it is, I want to see my kitties and my own bed. We’ll see.
My son and grandson are coming down tomorrow. Jonathan is 10, and is, as my friends used to politely describe his father, “full of beans.” Poor kid will be bored to tears, I know.Oh, well; they keep saying he loves to read but no one ever thinks to bring a book? Life is hard.
Not much other news. Mother wants me to stay another day (or two or more….) and take them to Barbourville. If I knew for sure what they hope to accomplish, or how they are going to accomplish the few things they have mentioned (that will take more than just the three of us) I might be more inclined. As it is, I want to see my kitties and my own bed. We’ll see.
