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Apr. 21st, 2002 08:44 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
the_rckScott and I canceled our normal Saturday games because many of our players were involved in the Smithees and so wouldn't be available. (The Smithees are rather mind boggling. Four guys, two of them here in my town, spend the whole year searching for the worst movies they can find. There are about a dozen categories and 3-5 nominees in each category. They pick a 2-5 minute clip from each nominee to show to the audience to demonstrate why the movie deserves the award in that category, and the audience votes after watching the clips. (I don't go because it's large screen, and I'm not willing to court a migraine.) The categories include things like "Worst Cover Copy," "Worst Science," and "Let's Up the Rating to R." They do one show here every year and then redo it at Origins later. The "winners" are selected based on votes at both locations. For some reason, none of the film people who are aware of the Smithees are at all eager for the award.)
We ended up going to visit Scott's sister and her family. We got there a bit after 4:30 and were greeted with the news that Brendan, our three year old nephew, hadn't really napped at all. Suzanne predicted that he'd be grumpy, but what we really got was him being fairly hyperactive. He's gotten into doing jigsaw puzzles, and he ended up dumping about half a dozen of them at once and insisting that we work with him on it. I had to work to slow myself down. For the most part, Brendan bounce back and forth from one activity to another, and Scott and I took turns focusing on him and paying attention to his little sister, Kayla.
Kayla woke up just after we arrived, and Suzanne fed her. Then Suzanne settled both kids with us in the basement playroom and went off to cook dinner. She commented afterward that it's a pleasant change to cook dinner alone. Kayla's not yet able to roll over, but she's quite able to wriggle around, and she did so. I looked over at one point and said, "Oh, you moved her, didn't you?" Scott shook his head and replied, "No. She did that herself."
I sat next to Kayla at dinner and fed her a rice porridge sort of thing. That kept me busy enough not to feel the lack of things I could eat. I had a bit of chicken and some broccoli. Everybody else had some corn as well, but I tend not to digest that, so I skipped it. I had more servings available for the meal than there was stuff on the table that I could eat. It seems very strange to go out for dinner and then come home and eat, but that's what I ended up doing since I'd saved most of my servings not knowing what would be on the table. We all had strawberries for dessert; the others had ice cream with theirs. Suzanne had intended to make a pie but couldn't get the jelly-like stuff she needed (and didn't know how to make it). I was just as happy to have plain strawberries.
We stayed later than Scott had expected but about as long as I'd predicted, about four hours. After we got home, Scott focused on his homework while I knitted and watched tv. There wasn't really much on, sadly, but I haven't really figured out a way to make reading and knitting work properly yet. I need my hands too much for holding the book open (or on a computer, moving a the cursor or mouse or whatever).
We ended up going to visit Scott's sister and her family. We got there a bit after 4:30 and were greeted with the news that Brendan, our three year old nephew, hadn't really napped at all. Suzanne predicted that he'd be grumpy, but what we really got was him being fairly hyperactive. He's gotten into doing jigsaw puzzles, and he ended up dumping about half a dozen of them at once and insisting that we work with him on it. I had to work to slow myself down. For the most part, Brendan bounce back and forth from one activity to another, and Scott and I took turns focusing on him and paying attention to his little sister, Kayla.
Kayla woke up just after we arrived, and Suzanne fed her. Then Suzanne settled both kids with us in the basement playroom and went off to cook dinner. She commented afterward that it's a pleasant change to cook dinner alone. Kayla's not yet able to roll over, but she's quite able to wriggle around, and she did so. I looked over at one point and said, "Oh, you moved her, didn't you?" Scott shook his head and replied, "No. She did that herself."
I sat next to Kayla at dinner and fed her a rice porridge sort of thing. That kept me busy enough not to feel the lack of things I could eat. I had a bit of chicken and some broccoli. Everybody else had some corn as well, but I tend not to digest that, so I skipped it. I had more servings available for the meal than there was stuff on the table that I could eat. It seems very strange to go out for dinner and then come home and eat, but that's what I ended up doing since I'd saved most of my servings not knowing what would be on the table. We all had strawberries for dessert; the others had ice cream with theirs. Suzanne had intended to make a pie but couldn't get the jelly-like stuff she needed (and didn't know how to make it). I was just as happy to have plain strawberries.
We stayed later than Scott had expected but about as long as I'd predicted, about four hours. After we got home, Scott focused on his homework while I knitted and watched tv. There wasn't really much on, sadly, but I haven't really figured out a way to make reading and knitting work properly yet. I need my hands too much for holding the book open (or on a computer, moving a the cursor or mouse or whatever).
