The Brother Arrives
It was Monday, the 19th of December. The happenings of the day itself were relatively normal... but the day was made special by anticipation... Anticipation of the arrival of a young man who is very dear to me.
The hour approached, and my mother and I drove to PDX in my dad's Scion hatchback. As we waited I read in "Persuasion" by Jane Austen. The flight was delayed because they had to de-ice the wings in Denver, but my brother arrived safe and sound before midnight and we drove home.
My dad had just arrived back from Alturas, California where he spent a few days visiting our old friends the Johnsons and doing some videotaping at the local elementary school.
We stayed up until 3 am and then hit the hay.
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Tuesday my brother accompanied me to the research lab holiday party at Grempsey's, an American/Cajun restaurant in Corvallis. Somewhat ironically, one major topic of discussion was the problems with the French -- and there we were eating food with French influences.
I showed him around the vet school. As we walked into the large animal hospital, a forklift came toward us bearing a dead colt. So much for a pleasant introduction to my vet school. :) It's sort of funny, really, depending how you look at it.
The Goertzens had us over for supper, and the evening became reminiscent of the fateful night in summer of 2004 when we stayed until midnight and Peter told Matt about the bookstore job at Faith Builders which my brother ended up taking. By rights, this evening should serve to undo the harm of the previous Goertzen midnight visit, and bring my brother back to Oregon. :) Actually, if Peter and Matt end up writing the book they were talking about, Matt might have to move back so they could work on it together. Wishful thinking, I know...
The hour approached, and my mother and I drove to PDX in my dad's Scion hatchback. As we waited I read in "Persuasion" by Jane Austen. The flight was delayed because they had to de-ice the wings in Denver, but my brother arrived safe and sound before midnight and we drove home.
My dad had just arrived back from Alturas, California where he spent a few days visiting our old friends the Johnsons and doing some videotaping at the local elementary school.
We stayed up until 3 am and then hit the hay.
Tuesday my brother accompanied me to the research lab holiday party at Grempsey's, an American/Cajun restaurant in Corvallis. Somewhat ironically, one major topic of discussion was the problems with the French -- and there we were eating food with French influences.
I showed him around the vet school. As we walked into the large animal hospital, a forklift came toward us bearing a dead colt. So much for a pleasant introduction to my vet school. :) It's sort of funny, really, depending how you look at it.
The Goertzens had us over for supper, and the evening became reminiscent of the fateful night in summer of 2004 when we stayed until midnight and Peter told Matt about the bookstore job at Faith Builders which my brother ended up taking. By rights, this evening should serve to undo the harm of the previous Goertzen midnight visit, and bring my brother back to Oregon. :) Actually, if Peter and Matt end up writing the book they were talking about, Matt might have to move back so they could work on it together. Wishful thinking, I know...
posted by Claire at 14:51
3 Comments:
I was starting to wonder, Claire. An absence of new postings on your blog for two weeks is extremely unusual :) But this posting explains why.
Wishing you a happy new year.
-Hannah
Persuasion is a wonderful book. I'm inclined to elevate Pride and Prejudice over it, but that may be due simply to Lizzy being "the most delightful creature to ever appear in print."
Hannah, thanks for not giving up on me in my blogging absence. :)
Anachronism, I am similarly inclined. I think Pride and Prejudice was stronger as a literary piece and Lizzy is probably my favorite Jane Austen character (there's a fire to her that Anne fails to demonstrate).
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