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elfsSo, Sunday we all awoke late and I made waffles at the kids' behest. They were pretty good, all things considered. We had to ride herd on the girls for a while until they cleaned up the clutter they'd made in the living room because we needed the space to assemble a new bookcase and then put up the tree. Yamaarashi-chan was much more helpful than Kouryou-chan, but eventually they did get all of the stuffed animals, paper shreds from art projects, and playing cards put away.
We built the bookcase, Omaha and Yamaarashi-chan doing one half, Kouryou-chan and I doing the other half. The kids got to play with the Ikea allen keys and hammer in nails for the backboard and stick in the wooden guide pegs and all that stuff. It was a surprising lot of fun. We fixed the bookcase through the wall to beam behind the plaster, and it's rock solid.
Yamaarashi-chan kept pulling strands of her hair into her mouth; she has got to learn to stop doing that. I cleaned up the kitchen and we attended to other household chores, and before I knew it lunch had snuck up on us. I made sandwiches: egg salad for the girls and tuna salad for Omaha and myself. They were delicious, but Kouryou-chan didn't eat a whole lot. I'm hoping it's just the stomach upset from her recent bout of the flu. She eats huge breakfasts, and then just seems to idle through the rest of the day. Still, she had plenty of energy.
After lunch, we bundled into the car and drove out to a place to buy a tree. The girls wandered about, complaining about being cold, until we found one we liked. We got it home and I set it into the base upstairs. Omaha went downstairs to try and install Windows XP on her desktop, apparently without much success. After getting the tree to stand, I lay down for a moment. Guess I fell asleep because Omaha woke me 45 minutes later: she and the girls had already strung the tree with lights.
We did the ornaments: traditional glass balls (I dropped one, Yamaarashi-chan dropped another), glass icicles wrapped in gold ribbon, and miscellaneous knicknackery. There's a copy of the Starship Voyager from Star Trek, which plugs into the lights and blinks with everything else; "baby's first Christmas" ornament for Kouryou-chan. There's even a stuffed Santa's Elf with a pull string on its back. Yamaarashi-chan pulled the string and the elf buzzed, which made her comment, "Daddy, you don't vibrate the way this elf does." No, and I'm thankful for that. Omaha drowned the tree in tinsel, which I think is garish but the kids liked it.
I took Yamaarashi-chan home. When I got home, we ate leftovers: pasta and sauce, bratwurst, and meatloaf with mashed potatoes. Kouryou-chan wanted to play card games, so that's what we did: Go-Fish and Concentration. And then I put her to bed.
She was a monster. Didn't want to get her pyjamas on, didn't want to pick her books (although she did want me to read them once she had), and so on. I ended up reading Bambi and The Lorax to her, and then put her to bed.
Played Halo for a while. Ran across the ruined bridge and through the tunnels to a snow-covered field where the Flood and the Covenant were beating the snot out of each other. When nobody was paying attention to me I ran around the back and comandeered one of the hovercraft and just ran like hell. Made it to the valley where we first landed; the place is crawling with Covenant. When last we left our hero, he's standing on the two-level bridge eight hundred meters over the valley, looking down on two very PO'd battle tanks waiting for him to come down in the grav-craft he'd commandereed. Lovely. And there are a pair of Covenant Hunters waiting for me once the tanks are blown up. I saw them hiding behind some boulders.
Went to bed. Omaha was still trying to install XP.
We built the bookcase, Omaha and Yamaarashi-chan doing one half, Kouryou-chan and I doing the other half. The kids got to play with the Ikea allen keys and hammer in nails for the backboard and stick in the wooden guide pegs and all that stuff. It was a surprising lot of fun. We fixed the bookcase through the wall to beam behind the plaster, and it's rock solid.
Yamaarashi-chan kept pulling strands of her hair into her mouth; she has got to learn to stop doing that. I cleaned up the kitchen and we attended to other household chores, and before I knew it lunch had snuck up on us. I made sandwiches: egg salad for the girls and tuna salad for Omaha and myself. They were delicious, but Kouryou-chan didn't eat a whole lot. I'm hoping it's just the stomach upset from her recent bout of the flu. She eats huge breakfasts, and then just seems to idle through the rest of the day. Still, she had plenty of energy.
After lunch, we bundled into the car and drove out to a place to buy a tree. The girls wandered about, complaining about being cold, until we found one we liked. We got it home and I set it into the base upstairs. Omaha went downstairs to try and install Windows XP on her desktop, apparently without much success. After getting the tree to stand, I lay down for a moment. Guess I fell asleep because Omaha woke me 45 minutes later: she and the girls had already strung the tree with lights.
We did the ornaments: traditional glass balls (I dropped one, Yamaarashi-chan dropped another), glass icicles wrapped in gold ribbon, and miscellaneous knicknackery. There's a copy of the Starship Voyager from Star Trek, which plugs into the lights and blinks with everything else; "baby's first Christmas" ornament for Kouryou-chan. There's even a stuffed Santa's Elf with a pull string on its back. Yamaarashi-chan pulled the string and the elf buzzed, which made her comment, "Daddy, you don't vibrate the way this elf does." No, and I'm thankful for that. Omaha drowned the tree in tinsel, which I think is garish but the kids liked it.
I took Yamaarashi-chan home. When I got home, we ate leftovers: pasta and sauce, bratwurst, and meatloaf with mashed potatoes. Kouryou-chan wanted to play card games, so that's what we did: Go-Fish and Concentration. And then I put her to bed.
She was a monster. Didn't want to get her pyjamas on, didn't want to pick her books (although she did want me to read them once she had), and so on. I ended up reading Bambi and The Lorax to her, and then put her to bed.
Played Halo for a while. Ran across the ruined bridge and through the tunnels to a snow-covered field where the Flood and the Covenant were beating the snot out of each other. When nobody was paying attention to me I ran around the back and comandeered one of the hovercraft and just ran like hell. Made it to the valley where we first landed; the place is crawling with Covenant. When last we left our hero, he's standing on the two-level bridge eight hundred meters over the valley, looking down on two very PO'd battle tanks waiting for him to come down in the grav-craft he'd commandereed. Lovely. And there are a pair of Covenant Hunters waiting for me once the tanks are blown up. I saw them hiding behind some boulders.
Went to bed. Omaha was still trying to install XP.
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Re: Halo
Date: 2003-12-15 07:51 pm (UTC)It's not a ringworld, it's an orbital. There's a difference. Ringworlds have stars in the middle. Orbitals don't. Halo doesn't. Quod erat demonstrandum, baby.
Re: Halo
Date: 2003-12-15 07:51 pm (UTC)Re: Halo
Date: 2003-12-15 08:50 pm (UTC)Re: Halo
Date: 2003-12-15 09:47 pm (UTC)Okay, gotta ask...how come you refuse to buy it for the Mac?
Re: Halo
Date: 2003-12-15 10:08 pm (UTC)This rant and the comments sums things up nicely.