Sadie is off to the airport this morning for ...

June 18, 2003 by Sue in Wielesek

Sadie is off to the airport this morning for her trip to Colorado. Her professor is flying out from Massachusetts and they will meet this evening and tomorrow with the Engineers Without Borders. She will be back late tomorrow evening. Morgan came over last evening to give her "appropriate technology appropriate attire" advice. I thought she looked most professional.



I had fun babysitting for an hour or so while...

June 13, 2003 by Sue in Wielesek

I had fun babysitting for an hour or so while Adam and Jamie went to West Bros. for dinner. Emma squeaked occasionally, and cheerfully played her role as the Pod Baby while Sam and I fought off evil beasts. One of them bit him on both knees. We healed him up with the great medicine we got from the old prospector on our mining mission on Mars. He told me I was as good as Geedu, which I thought was pretty high praise. Seraph, Isa and Robbie came over for dinner last night. We all laughed and danced in the living room with Isa, and I missed Dick. We have his ashes sitting on the hearth in a coal miner's bucket. I bought it when he and I took Baba to the coal mining town in southern Illinois where her father worked in the mines.



We had a lovely birthday soiree for Sadie yes...

June 10, 2003 by Sue in Wielesek

We had a lovely birthday soiree for Sadie yesterday evening, with Mimosas, a great invention growing from the need to get rid of cheap champagne, Sadie's locust bombe (it appears about every seven years), chocolate and fruit, culminating in a group effort to start the old Subaru. It occurs to me that we are reasonably functional as a family except for dogs (remember Sam? Dusty? and the fabled Sobaka)
and sometimes, cars. Remember the ancient Volvo Adam sold to a lady for cash. About a week later, with nary a word, or
request for a refund, she brought it back and parked it in front of the house, resulting in the Jeff Kent, Federal Prosecutor of all things evil, comment to Adam, "Just like a lawyer's kid, hiding behind legal technicalities". Well, the Subaru is determined to extract the last pound of aggravation from us before it gets donated to St. Vinny's.



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