There was a distinct lack of feathers...
Jun. 18th, 2007 04:54 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
pbrayBack after spending four days down in Florida visiting my brother & his family. Had a great time--spoiled my nieces, spent some time at the ocean, and we even got out for an adults-only dinner at a Brazilian steakhouse.
Marina and Camila were greatly amused by their Auntie Patricia's repeated attempts to fly, and my obvious consternation when I discovered I lacked the necessary feathers. I wished, and wished, and flapped my arms vigorously, and still was unable to take off.
Marina pointed out that planes don't need to flap their wings to fly. Camila was less vocal in her bemusement, though she did help inspect my back to make sure there was no sign that wings had grown in over night.
Recreated a couple of family pleasures for my brother in honor of father's day--Marina helped me make toll house cookies for him, and then later that night he and I played cribbage, while lamenting the fact that none of his friends in Florida play cards.
No writing was done--I didn't even log onto a computer all weekend, so I'm behind on my friends-list. Though I did manage to read a book during the plane flights-MAGIC BITES by Ilona Andrews, which I thoroughly enjoyed.
Two trips in a row has played hell with my novel-in-90 performance, but there are no more trips scheduled between now and when the book is due, so I'll be getting back on the treadmill.
Marina and Camila were greatly amused by their Auntie Patricia's repeated attempts to fly, and my obvious consternation when I discovered I lacked the necessary feathers. I wished, and wished, and flapped my arms vigorously, and still was unable to take off.
Marina pointed out that planes don't need to flap their wings to fly. Camila was less vocal in her bemusement, though she did help inspect my back to make sure there was no sign that wings had grown in over night.
Recreated a couple of family pleasures for my brother in honor of father's day--Marina helped me make toll house cookies for him, and then later that night he and I played cribbage, while lamenting the fact that none of his friends in Florida play cards.
No writing was done--I didn't even log onto a computer all weekend, so I'm behind on my friends-list. Though I did manage to read a book during the plane flights-MAGIC BITES by Ilona Andrews, which I thoroughly enjoyed.
Two trips in a row has played hell with my novel-in-90 performance, but there are no more trips scheduled between now and when the book is due, so I'll be getting back on the treadmill.