So, the moved COSI is huge and wonderful - it's down by the river in what used to partly be Columbus' Central High School. If we lived anywhere nearby, we'd so have a membership. We cut out after lunch, because Casper was exhausted after two nights up to all hours chattering with her cousin, but the older kids stayed from 10:30am-4:30pm, and didn't run out of stuff to do. mr. flea rode a giant unicycle on a wire two floors above the entry. We didn't make it to Katzinger's, alas.
We frosted cookies and made my gingerbread house and I now feel more like part of MY Christmas has happened, finally. Much better than yesterday.
Much better than yesterday.
Boxing Day for the win.
I have home made scalloped potatoes gratin in the oven. Everything else is moot.
I have a lasagna in the oven, and I made it, so it should be good.
ION, Wii double dutch is hilarious whether played by 3 and 7 year old cousins or 41 and 44 year old siblings.
Happy Birthday, Theodosia!
Happy Birthday, Jesse!
Happy Birthday, Rayne!
I just had a very Canadian Boxing Day. I went to my brother's to eat, asked them to return my gift, and then we watched hockey.
My cold isn't as gone as I thought, because I've spent most of the day sleeping or reading (the book about our neighborhood that The Boy gave me for Christmas, which is seriously fascinating).
He's trying to get me to leave the house and see Sherlock Holmes at 10:00. The fact that I'm reluctant is a testament to how poorly I feel, because I've been dying to see the movie.
Maybe we can get Indian food before the movie. That might induce me to leave the house.
In the meantime, I still have a chest-rattling cough that makes me sound like a big fat asthmatic 79-year-old man. And my head is full of snot. Maybe Indian food will cure me!
That cough sounds like "stay in while your boyfriend brings you back Indian food". Holmes will still be there when your cough is better for tonight, TWBB can compensate for delayng seeing Holmes by getting to pick the Video he picks up on his way back from the Indian place. (Unless you have good choices via internet or on-demand).
Thanks, y'all! I had a nice birthday seeing Sherlock Holmes with my parents, and opening more presents, which I always enjoy. Possibly my favorite thing was the knife block I saw in their attic the other week, and asked for! I really think this notion of giving stuff we already own has a lot of legs -- many of my family members have similar tastes, and most of us have too much stuff!
A friend of mine sent me a hilarious someecard, but I think this one is even more apt, in my experience: [link]
My best friend's birthday is the day after Valentine's Day. At least her husband never ever forgets it.
