Well, yesterday's slow day for reading and catching up did me a lot of good. I felt a little "off" yesterday but am fine now and ready to roll again.
It remains gloomy here, but we were out in the early a.m., taking the kids to the school bus, a necessary duty for some adult, even though the stop is within view of their living room window. Well, I don't make the rules. In my day, she said, kids did not get escorted everywhere this way. It was out the door and see you later. And I will probably be home when you return, I would say.
Not only that, but these parents were hovering. Yikes. It's like a full surveillance childhood, getting them ready for the 21st Century no-privacy lives they can look forward to. Don't know if I could survive as a parent in this day and age.
There was only one parent who took the kids to the bus stop when my kids were in school, and I have got to admit that their girls did well, both going to Harvard and becoming doctors. However, I can't refrain from mentioning that my comparatively neglected girls have done just fine for themselves too. And the poor parents are completely worn out , whereas we still have the energy for some more adventures in life.
After our grandparently duties, which involved Terry changing light bulbs in my daughter's house from incandescents to compact flourescents, just in time for the electric rates to go up here, we came back and went to Senor Moose for huevos rancheros Oaxaca style. God they were good. We sat and started planning our next trip to Mexico, where we will visit Father Serra's missions, as Z insists we do. We have brochures and such for a tour, but we will just use them for information and put together our own agenda. I don't like tours, because everyone has a different pace and yet everyone must stay together. Much more fun on our own. We can hire a guide/driver instead, which seems the clever way to do these things.
Other matters. I thought Amy Pohler and Tina Fey really got under people's skin at the Golden Globes. They looked terrific in their hairdos, makeup, lovely gowns and Spanx.
The best gag was that Meryl Streep proves that there are plenty of roles in Hollywood for Meryl Streeps over 60. Which is why I have started watching that old BBC sit-com, Keeping Up Appearances, staring the hilarious Patricia Routledge as the Pooterish Hyacinth. This program is full of great roles for older women! It really makes me laugh.
I LOVE On Such a Full Sea. I am having to restrain myself, because I'm racing through this great read. It's a mash-up of styles that works somehow. I'm upset because the author, Chang-re Lee, was here in Seattle on a book tour, and I could have heard him, but that was before I had learned about him by a few days, so I was not interested. Darn.
Well, I don't feel too ancient today. I do more reading, writing and screen time in this climate, though. And eating hearty meals. This evening I'm going to fix rack of lamb and yams for everyone.