Wednesday, December 28, 2005

bling



this was the last tuesday of 2005. it was highly insignificant and excessively nominal. and yes, it was the first day of the rest of my life.

christmas was so nice, so chill. yesterday i had a full day of family. i brunched with dad, mom and grandma, and dad was gracious enough to pick me up from canby and take me and an armoire back dowtown via the "24 hour hotcake house". if you haven't been there it's a must. if you're visiting portland you have to squeeze it in. it's open (yep, you guessed it) round the clock, and is a dive of a greasy spoon with really good food that you can in no way justify eating since one meal there contains half your annual calories.

after we got the armoire to my place and dad headed out my sister jenny came downtown with the four kids to pick up 'auntie sheeberry' and 'auntie foofiefoo' (aka my other sister, ruth, who also lives downtown). we had a lovely afternoon of coloring, tickling, munching, chatting, laughing and opening a few presents. i got the kids a book called "the history of scotland for children". it was such a cool little book, and i wanted them to be familiar with where 'auntie sheeberry' is going next year.

among the bling i received this year were several books (some out-of-print l.m.montgomery and two other delicious-looking things), some knitting needles that i have used to keep myself busy at work this slow, slow afternoon, a set of 'jeeves & wooster' dvds ("with all expediency...puttin' on the regency") and the cookbook my mother used the entire time we were growing up. yep, that's right. betty crocker now lives with me. my dad found mom the same cookbook on ebay, but in mint condition. she loves that edition, and when he found it for her he gave it to her and they gave the old one to me. yes, it's worn and tattered and egg-white-and-molasses stained, but some of those stains were by my own hand. i'm seriously stoked to have it.

off to bed i should go, so i'll be rested for another day of almost no calls and lots of knitting.

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