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Biking with dogs and lawn TV
Sunday, 2 April 2006 10:54 pmSo tired. But in a good way.
I got up nice and early, that is to say 9:30 new-time, and baaaarely got to Quaker meeting. After, I came home and had a big salad for lunch, then started checking stuff off my todo list. I cleaned the kitchen, ( trimmed Rover ), and took her with me to retrieve my bike from the University. We had a wonderful walk there, and a pretty OK run/bike/walk back. I was curious how she'd do with running next to the bike. She looked like she was having fun, but not hugely enthusiastic (she wasn't trying to outrace me, for example). I took it quite slowly, and I stopped when she wanted to stop and sniff. Remembering d's biking fall with her, last autumn, I held the leash very loose, so if she yanked I'd lose the leash, not my balance.
The return included a three-hour pause at L & D's house, our next-block neighbours. Their son A. had been taking a wagon around the neighbourhood on trash day. When I showed up, he and a friend were sitting in the yard with a TV in the wagon, watching the static. Which is funny, because L & D are pretty strict about not watching TV. Until today, they've avoided having a regular TV set for the entire life of their kids; you can totally see the effects if you watch the kids interact. They're terrifically inventive, and verbally proficient, and all-around great kids. So today there were negotiations, starting from "you can keep one TV, and it will stay in the yard" down to "OK, it can stay in the basement." The kids are good negotiators. Probably because they didn't watch any TV.
L. tried to use some Jewish Mom guilt tricks on them, but she lacks practice and didn't do it effectively, so the TV stayed. I gave her a few pointers, such as appealing to God with outstretched arms. ...but that won't work so well, since she's atheist. Ah well. She can talk to the light-fixture and pretend, like, um, lots of other Jewish mothers...
L and I spent a while comparing families. Her parents are only 7 or 8 years older than mine, which surprised me because she just turned 48. I keep forgetting that my parents are old; I was born when they were over 30.
I stayed for dinner (how could I turn down jambalaya and brownies?) and when I next looked at the clock it was just after 10pm. I have a kayaking date with D soon after I get back from my vacation. He says there are tons of rivers which are super kayaking but are only navigable for the next few weeks. I'm excited, I've never kayaked before really.
And now, to bed. My todo list doesn't look so awful now, I'm pretty much ready for my trip. I had hoped to make ice-cream this weekend (so I don't spoil the milk and cream I have in the fridge) but I suppose I still have tomorrow evening to try.
I got up nice and early, that is to say 9:30 new-time, and baaaarely got to Quaker meeting. After, I came home and had a big salad for lunch, then started checking stuff off my todo list. I cleaned the kitchen, ( trimmed Rover ), and took her with me to retrieve my bike from the University. We had a wonderful walk there, and a pretty OK run/bike/walk back. I was curious how she'd do with running next to the bike. She looked like she was having fun, but not hugely enthusiastic (she wasn't trying to outrace me, for example). I took it quite slowly, and I stopped when she wanted to stop and sniff. Remembering d's biking fall with her, last autumn, I held the leash very loose, so if she yanked I'd lose the leash, not my balance.
The return included a three-hour pause at L & D's house, our next-block neighbours. Their son A. had been taking a wagon around the neighbourhood on trash day. When I showed up, he and a friend were sitting in the yard with a TV in the wagon, watching the static. Which is funny, because L & D are pretty strict about not watching TV. Until today, they've avoided having a regular TV set for the entire life of their kids; you can totally see the effects if you watch the kids interact. They're terrifically inventive, and verbally proficient, and all-around great kids. So today there were negotiations, starting from "you can keep one TV, and it will stay in the yard" down to "OK, it can stay in the basement." The kids are good negotiators. Probably because they didn't watch any TV.
L. tried to use some Jewish Mom guilt tricks on them, but she lacks practice and didn't do it effectively, so the TV stayed. I gave her a few pointers, such as appealing to God with outstretched arms. ...but that won't work so well, since she's atheist. Ah well. She can talk to the light-fixture and pretend, like, um, lots of other Jewish mothers...
L and I spent a while comparing families. Her parents are only 7 or 8 years older than mine, which surprised me because she just turned 48. I keep forgetting that my parents are old; I was born when they were over 30.
I stayed for dinner (how could I turn down jambalaya and brownies?) and when I next looked at the clock it was just after 10pm. I have a kayaking date with D soon after I get back from my vacation. He says there are tons of rivers which are super kayaking but are only navigable for the next few weeks. I'm excited, I've never kayaked before really.
And now, to bed. My todo list doesn't look so awful now, I'm pretty much ready for my trip. I had hoped to make ice-cream this weekend (so I don't spoil the milk and cream I have in the fridge) but I suppose I still have tomorrow evening to try.
