More weekendy stuff.
Sep. 30th, 2007 04:38 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
elfsWe went last night to watch two of Kouryou-chan's friends get their black belts. They had to break boards, do all the right katas, and so forth. You could tell which ones were serious, which ones were new, and which ones were just there to show up and have something to do. Kouryou-chan's friends were new but serious. Don't mess with those two little girls; they'll rip your nose off and feed it to you. The performance went on for a while, and I'm afraid that their sensei's outfit of dark beige slacks and vest made me think more of a lounge host than a martial artist. I managed to fill the camera, all 600-odd frames of it, out of which I kept about 35 for the first pass, since their mother had been called away on emergency family business in Florida, of all places.
After that, we retreated to their home for celebratory lasagne and cake. Kouryou-chan and Yamaraashi-chan got to hang out with their new black-belted friends as well as a number of others. It was loud, it was fun, I got to meet some very interesting members of their family I'd never seen before (and they'd never seen me) and I managed to not be too embarassing while doing it.
I discovered that if I hang the IV bag from the hook that usually holds the pizza paddle and sit on the floor, it's high enough to get the water into the cat before she gets uncomfortable with the whole process.
I was up too late last night reading Bujold's A Civil Campaign.
This morning, I gave the girls doughnuts. Two friends of theirs came over while I gave their mom a break from kids long enough for her to eat, as she put it, 'mediocre lunch.' I gave them grilled cheese sandwiches and played Katamari Damacy with them.
We really can't wait until Omaha gets home.
After that, we retreated to their home for celebratory lasagne and cake. Kouryou-chan and Yamaraashi-chan got to hang out with their new black-belted friends as well as a number of others. It was loud, it was fun, I got to meet some very interesting members of their family I'd never seen before (and they'd never seen me) and I managed to not be too embarassing while doing it.
I discovered that if I hang the IV bag from the hook that usually holds the pizza paddle and sit on the floor, it's high enough to get the water into the cat before she gets uncomfortable with the whole process.
I was up too late last night reading Bujold's A Civil Campaign.
This morning, I gave the girls doughnuts. Two friends of theirs came over while I gave their mom a break from kids long enough for her to eat, as she put it, 'mediocre lunch.' I gave them grilled cheese sandwiches and played Katamari Damacy with them.
We really can't wait until Omaha gets home.
