We arrived yesterday afternoon but most of it is a bit of a haze. Hans and I started driving to the airport at a quarter to five in the morning and when we landed at Ted Stevens Int'l Airport it was 5:30 pm Missouri time, or 2:30 pm local time.
My mom picked us up at the airport and we picked up my brother before meeting my dad at the Moose's Tooth. I was already bleary-eyed and foggy when we got there, so the effects of the beer were multiplied twofold. All I could manage when we got home was to drag my bags upstairs and then crash on the couch. Everyone was fairly quiet when I awoke over an hour later. Hans had been downstairs to call his family and Dad and Lance were playing poker quietly while Mom bustled about.
She and I looked at some of my photo albums on Facebook while the others dug into a berry pie and ice cream.
By the time Dad took Lance back to his place Hans and I were ready for bed but after being indoors all day I wanted to go for a walk around the neighborhood for some fresh air. Parts of the neighborhood are shabbier than I remember but there were still plenty of well-kept gardens that got me thinking about what kind of plants would be nice in front of the house before I remembered that I am only here through Saturday night.
Under the gray clouds with small patches of blue the cool air felt wonderful and for the first in a long time my ears hurt from the chill breeze. It was glorious. I am fully aware that I'm over-romanticizing but I have missed this place more than I originally thought.
This morning I was up early and finished the book I began during our flight out of Minneapolis. I am not sure how the time is going to pass this week with everyone busy at work during the day. I certainly have work that can be done but I'd also like to go around town and take some pictures.
My mom picked us up at the airport and we picked up my brother before meeting my dad at the Moose's Tooth. I was already bleary-eyed and foggy when we got there, so the effects of the beer were multiplied twofold. All I could manage when we got home was to drag my bags upstairs and then crash on the couch. Everyone was fairly quiet when I awoke over an hour later. Hans had been downstairs to call his family and Dad and Lance were playing poker quietly while Mom bustled about.
She and I looked at some of my photo albums on Facebook while the others dug into a berry pie and ice cream.
By the time Dad took Lance back to his place Hans and I were ready for bed but after being indoors all day I wanted to go for a walk around the neighborhood for some fresh air. Parts of the neighborhood are shabbier than I remember but there were still plenty of well-kept gardens that got me thinking about what kind of plants would be nice in front of the house before I remembered that I am only here through Saturday night.
Under the gray clouds with small patches of blue the cool air felt wonderful and for the first in a long time my ears hurt from the chill breeze. It was glorious. I am fully aware that I'm over-romanticizing but I have missed this place more than I originally thought.
This morning I was up early and finished the book I began during our flight out of Minneapolis. I am not sure how the time is going to pass this week with everyone busy at work during the day. I certainly have work that can be done but I'd also like to go around town and take some pictures.