Bits and Pieces

[firstfrost]

• Back from California, for Second Christmas (sort of like Second Breakfast, but with loot!). I am such the city mouse, compared to my sister the country mouse, running around chasing chickens in my work shoes. My nieces Amelia and Isabelle are 2.5 and 0.5, respectively; I'm no doubt contributing to Eldest Child Syndrome by finding the toddler more interesting than the pre-talking pre-crawling baby. Still, they're both still very good-natured kids. Amelia's new focus is small round things, automatically dubbed "cute". ("For most families in which the child has a potato as a pet, it's because the parents don't like animals...").
• Four out of five Art Projects done! Unfortunately, I have left the tricksiest for last.
• Lyric with Snacky Snacks last night. As is sometimes the case, I liked the actors better than the play. The faux-Japanese costumes of the frame scenes bugged me (elegant and gorgeous, but low cut and high cut sufficiently to suggest to me the aesthetics of a topless wedding dress worn with pasties), and a lot of the second act had very, um, I guess I'd call it ragged character writing (I can expand, but don't want to spoil the plot for the people who moved to later). The characters/plot didn't feel plausible to me (which was perhaps the intent, given the theme of "everyone has their own personal version of truth") - and I found the guy who had an affair with a goat a believable character, so I must not be that picky.

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We were going through old slides over Christmas, and came across a picture of me as a baby, chewing on a Mickey Mouse rattle. The rattle had been handed down from me to Jess to Erik, and then went in the box of baby toys to Jess again, to Amelia and then to Isabelle. And, in fact, it was sitting in Isabelle's little pile of chewable toys even then. :)