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kjpeppertwo things are immediately apparent to me as I sprawl across Mom's bed - one, wireless signal does indeed go through a double layer of brick wall (though NY row house walls are not exactly known for their fortress-like impenetrability) and 2) our snotty neighbors (the new kids on the block - they moved in about 5 years ago and proceeded to give Mom and Dad hell about the dog they still had then) have a fabulously good wireless router that seems to be directly up against the wall where Mom's room is, as I'm getting full signal. Good to know for times when I'm here - bring the laptop.
Anyways, we are here, and the house is, thankfully, quiet.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
morlock's upstairs in my room dead asleep, and I can hardly blame him. He not only had a three and a half hour drive to contend with, parts of which were straight through Manhattan proper due to a missed exit in the Bronx, and with no cruise control (shit, forgot about that part, ow), but almost immediately after had to contend with meeting a somewhat bigger chunk of my family than expected, as Dad took everyone out to his new pet Cuban restaurant across the street from Bloomingdales (Cabana - highly recommended, BTW). "Everyone" being Dad, Janra and I, Amastan, Anucha, and three of the spawn. *shakes head* So weird. Spring was being all quietly moody and introspective, though I think she was actually bored as hell with us grown ups and just being snotty about not wanting to be there. And Ale seems to have inherited the annoying baton. Hopefully she'll grow out of that. Anyway, in keeping with the tradition of the kids glomphing all over anyone I bring home with me, they all took to morlock pretty quick, Dakota was deeply impressed by his DS anyway, and Anucha, Stanley and Dad (Amanda got there late) also seemed to like him a lot, and politely didn't ask why the hell I brought someone else's husband home with me (sydneycat et all, you'd best be giggling), though Stanley couldn't resist making the oblique snarky crack at me. *chuckle* I swear, my relationship with him could definitely be summed up in what he said to Ale midway through dinner - "Stop tormenting Andee - you know that's my job."
Seriously, weirdly enough, a good time was had by all. And dinner was pretty good too... hell, evenmorlock found something to eat, so I'll count it as a success.
sundart - your mission should you choose to accept it is to ride my ass until I get Mom's paperwork signed, notarized and sent back to Stanley. Apparently no one's been able to get into the family deposit boxes since Mom's death 'cause Vicki and I are holding up the paperwork. And I don't want to be the last one in.
Dad is rather disgustingly thrilled to have me home this weekend - couldn't wait to show off his new toy, which is a rather... large... plasma flat panel in the front hall. *boggle* Okay, I don't usually go for the whole HDTV plasma thing (I like my TV in the proper proportions, thanks) but, this things pretty schway, I'll have to admit, and Dad clearly is enjoying the opportunity to show it off. That man and his love affair with JandR OMG Gadget World, I tell you... Hmmmph. We should have brought the Playstation instead of the SNES. He is also singlehandedly supporting the picture frame industry, as the number of framed 8x10s and 5x7s strewn around the first floor have well, spawned. It took me a good half an hour to carefully clear the ones off the top of the piano and stack them in the living room. Seriously, Dad apparently has never heard of a little thing called the photo album, though I suppose that's Mom's fault, as she started it by putting everyone's picture up in the dining room... it's just... spread. *chuckle* And the piano, shockingly enough, is only a little flat in the lower register - even the dodgy middle E which tends to stick a bit in the winter didn't complain - though my ears did. Ouch. I need practice. *sigh* really, I just need to take lessons again. I miss piano.
Tomorrow should be fun... lots of subway, lots of just... stuff. And of course the Nintendo Store. Lets hope the hey, ho, wind and the rain will have cut itself out by then. But for now - talk tosydneycat since she's OMG awake??? sheesh. :)
Anyways, we are here, and the house is, thankfully, quiet.
morlock's upstairs in my room dead asleep, and I can hardly blame him. He not only had a three and a half hour drive to contend with, parts of which were straight through Manhattan proper due to a missed exit in the Bronx, and with no cruise control (shit, forgot about that part, ow), but almost immediately after had to contend with meeting a somewhat bigger chunk of my family than expected, as Dad took everyone out to his new pet Cuban restaurant across the street from Bloomingdales (Cabana - highly recommended, BTW). "Everyone" being Dad, Janra and I, Amastan, Anucha, and three of the spawn. *shakes head* So weird. Spring was being all quietly moody and introspective, though I think she was actually bored as hell with us grown ups and just being snotty about not wanting to be there. And Ale seems to have inherited the annoying baton. Hopefully she'll grow out of that. Anyway, in keeping with the tradition of the kids glomphing all over anyone I bring home with me, they all took to morlock pretty quick, Dakota was deeply impressed by his DS anyway, and Anucha, Stanley and Dad (Amanda got there late) also seemed to like him a lot, and politely didn't ask why the hell I brought someone else's husband home with me (sydneycat et all, you'd best be giggling), though Stanley couldn't resist making the oblique snarky crack at me. *chuckle* I swear, my relationship with him could definitely be summed up in what he said to Ale midway through dinner - "Stop tormenting Andee - you know that's my job."Seriously, weirdly enough, a good time was had by all. And dinner was pretty good too... hell, even
morlock found something to eat, so I'll count it as a success.sundart - your mission should you choose to accept it is to ride my ass until I get Mom's paperwork signed, notarized and sent back to Stanley. Apparently no one's been able to get into the family deposit boxes since Mom's death 'cause Vicki and I are holding up the paperwork. And I don't want to be the last one in.Dad is rather disgustingly thrilled to have me home this weekend - couldn't wait to show off his new toy, which is a rather... large... plasma flat panel in the front hall. *boggle* Okay, I don't usually go for the whole HDTV plasma thing (I like my TV in the proper proportions, thanks) but, this things pretty schway, I'll have to admit, and Dad clearly is enjoying the opportunity to show it off. That man and his love affair with JandR OMG Gadget World, I tell you... Hmmmph. We should have brought the Playstation instead of the SNES. He is also singlehandedly supporting the picture frame industry, as the number of framed 8x10s and 5x7s strewn around the first floor have well, spawned. It took me a good half an hour to carefully clear the ones off the top of the piano and stack them in the living room. Seriously, Dad apparently has never heard of a little thing called the photo album, though I suppose that's Mom's fault, as she started it by putting everyone's picture up in the dining room... it's just... spread. *chuckle* And the piano, shockingly enough, is only a little flat in the lower register - even the dodgy middle E which tends to stick a bit in the winter didn't complain - though my ears did. Ouch. I need practice. *sigh* really, I just need to take lessons again. I miss piano.
Tomorrow should be fun... lots of subway, lots of just... stuff. And of course the Nintendo Store. Lets hope the hey, ho, wind and the rain will have cut itself out by then. But for now - talk to
sydneycat since she's OMG awake??? sheesh. :)
