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77 degrees on October 13! Amazing. So even though we postponed this vacation twice, we still managed to get in some summer. Naturally, I made J. read outside -- my idea of a good time, not his, but he didn't complain. We had sandwiches (smoked turkey, havarti, dijon mustard) on the meadow that slopes gently down the south side of that little hill I like; I started my annual Falco novel (The Accusers), and he finished Yendi, the second in the omnibus Book of Jhereg that DM gave him for his birthday last year. He might continue with Teckla, or he might read a Falco novel next; he's only four behind me now and when he's caught up it will be great to have someone to talk about them with, which was basically how I ended up watching the last two seasons of Buffy (certainly worthwhile).
It was actually so warm that we moved down into the shade of the one thicket on the hillside -- a strange clump consisting of a very multi-trunked oak flanked by an incongruously straight ponderosa pine on the west and an Oregon ash on the east (my bane in pollen season, but the leaves had turned a lovely yellow and were downy soft), all growing out of a great tumble of blackberry vines and poison oak. This far down the hillside, the noise from the middle school wasn't too loud, no worse than the crows or the "kuk kuk kuk" of the squirrels up in the oak forest:
After we walked home again and ate our Mexican food, R. and I watched the debate, and J. amused D. in the other room (D. had been asking all week if J. likes dinosaurs, and fortunately I suppose he does). After the other two had gone to bed at 8 p.m., we watched Smallville (it was okay, but I'm not hooked), then the more recent Planet of the Apes. J. actually managed to hypothesize a decent reason for the surprise ending (thank you!). We then watched last Sunday's Charmed. I'm literally about 20 episodes behind, but it didn't seem to matter much.
(Note -- won't be updating the index 'til Monday.)
It was actually so warm that we moved down into the shade of the one thicket on the hillside -- a strange clump consisting of a very multi-trunked oak flanked by an incongruously straight ponderosa pine on the west and an Oregon ash on the east (my bane in pollen season, but the leaves had turned a lovely yellow and were downy soft), all growing out of a great tumble of blackberry vines and poison oak. This far down the hillside, the noise from the middle school wasn't too loud, no worse than the crows or the "kuk kuk kuk" of the squirrels up in the oak forest:
After we walked home again and ate our Mexican food, R. and I watched the debate, and J. amused D. in the other room (D. had been asking all week if J. likes dinosaurs, and fortunately I suppose he does). After the other two had gone to bed at 8 p.m., we watched Smallville (it was okay, but I'm not hooked), then the more recent Planet of the Apes. J. actually managed to hypothesize a decent reason for the surprise ending (thank you!). We then watched last Sunday's Charmed. I'm literally about 20 episodes behind, but it didn't seem to matter much.
(Note -- won't be updating the index 'til Monday.)