||[May. 14th, 2007|05:49 pm]
Whole lotta labia.
Saturday was nearly perfect. I spent a long day with my mom. The initial reason for the visit was to work with her on some of her technophobia stuff. Just like I did when I started working with my digital camera she wanted more tips on organization, labeling, and how to make sure pictures got removed from the camera when they were moved to the computer. We also spent some time tallking about photo manipulation (cropping, rotating, resizing, really) and then the basics of uploading to a website. She's lost a lot of weight and wants to try and sell some of her old suits (gorgeous, barely worn). So we did an ebay thing from start to finish.. took the shot, downloaded it to the computer, cropped everything, uploaded the pictures, set up the auction, etc. It was nice to know how to help her with something since mostly she helps me with stuff.
She and her girlfriend had also set me up a mini-shower since they'll be in Provincetown for the other one. So we had a decadent lunch and tea and there were presents! Presents! I had brought her a pack 'n' play for her yoga room and she gave me a bundle of soft flannel receiving blankets she'd made herself (including one with little knights and castles on it, she knows me way too well) a lovely cloth book, and a copy of The Tale of Peter Rabbit including a wee stuffed Peter holding a wee stuffed radish. Ellen gave us the kickass swing. Steve had it assembled in 5 minutes and then he drove to the WalMart for batteries. Lord love the man.
The drive home was a bit worriesome as I passed two huge and nasty accidents, both involving rollovers and just... worrisome. I kept patting the belly and driving carefully. I spent the evening finishing up primer stuff and taping off windows and blah blah blah.
Sunday morning I did another hour's worth of painting, finishing most of what needed to be done for the walls, and then we headed off to Morgantown. The time with Steve's family was lovely, there were gifts and hugs and quite a lot of good times. Sadly the service at the restaurant we went to for lunch was abysmal and I thought Steve's dad was going to eat the tablecloth, but we had a nice time.
Steve surprised me with a gorgeous card and note (I cried, I'm only human), some Stewie magnets for the fridge and a stunning set of emerald earrings. Spoiled rotten, I am.
ST's mom, Gen, and I went by the hotel where they're throwing my shower and looked at the room, it's going to be lovely and I'm terribly lucky. After that we milled about, bonded a bit, and then everyone headed home. ST and I hit volume traffic but nothing terrible and were home by 7:30. I did (you guessed it) some more painting and putzed about the house a bit, ST made dinner and kept me company. I got to bed WAY too late but felt very productive at the end of it.
This morning was more painting and taping, I'm nearing the end and I'm so happy I could just spit. Tonight I'm going to take the rest of the window tape off and take the art brush and touch up the bad spots. That'll leave me with about 90% of the doors and those don't require moving furniture so I can do them at my leisure. Yay! I'm also going to clean off the dining room table and tackle some of the other stuff that's been on my to-do list.
From here on out it should be small sewing projects. I want to make sure I get the banners for her name done.. it's all ornamental at this point, of course. I have a list though, lists are good.
On the way home we picked up the Sunday Post. Sunday Source ran an article on the NaNoWriMo project last year with Cait as the centerpiece. They did a lovely follow-up yesterday just mentioning her life and got some quotes from some people. And they mentioned the specific kind of cancer, which was important to me since you don't hear a lot about it.
I miss her. It's getting to the point where I'm getting through my days ok but I think about things to come and I just can not imagine her not being there. War Practice, 4th of July, any camping trip. I miss her.