Visiting Beth
Mar. 10th, 2002 02:43 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
senoritafishIt’s another beautiful day that I’ll wind up spending indoors. C. and I went to drop off one of the trucks to get its brakes fixed this morning. The helicopters at Los Alamitos seem to be practicing dropping out of the sky like rocks and safely landing – it must be hard on the eardrums for anyone riding in them.
My aunt Margaret phoned to see how everyone is doing – I feel bad that I don’t keep in touch with people better. She’s all alone up there in Napa now – I could at least email her and send some pictures – it’s easier now with the digital camera. I have no excuse.
I took the kids out to see Beth yesterday. It was a test for Angus – no diapers, although this would have been easier with another person along. Of course we had to pull off in Yorba Linda for him to pee. I had to unload everyone out of the car (three small children in car seats) to a gas station restroom, which was somewhat dirty and had no lock on the door. About five people started to walk in while we were in there. When we took off from there, I decided to follow the road paralleling the freeway which was still slow. I soon found out why; a fire was burning in the river bottom between the freeway and the road I was on. Fire trucks were pulled down in the river bed, but with all the trees and reeds, the fire must not have been very accessible. A helicopter was circling around and dumping water on it – the boys got a big charge out of seeing that!
Beth got to play with the baby and I had a fun time keeping Angus and Gareth out of her stuff. They did like checking out her patio and her new lovebird. Later we went to Coco’s and they did not eat. The conversation went something like this: “So how is your brother doing – Angus, stop playing with the grapes. “Gareth, sit DOWN! That’s good to hear! Well, John’s spending all his spare time making boxes – Angus, get out from under the table – he bought a belt sander and a band saw with our tax refund – Gareth, don’t hit your brother – BOTH OF YOU SIT DOWN! (repeat ad nauseum for the next 1/2 hour).
Tons of traffic on the 91 on the way home (at 7pm on a Sunday night-a lot of people must have gone to Vegas); stopping at the Carl’s Jr. in the Santa Ana Canyon for Angus to pee again and barely made it there-stop and go traffic and suddenly 40 cars decide they have to get off at the same time . Back on the road (and amazingly, no cars), precipitating a tantrum for I-know-not-what, in which Angus insisted we had to go back to the restaurant. By the time I got home I was exhausted. But glad I’d finally gotten to see Beth; it’s been way too long.
My aunt Margaret phoned to see how everyone is doing – I feel bad that I don’t keep in touch with people better. She’s all alone up there in Napa now – I could at least email her and send some pictures – it’s easier now with the digital camera. I have no excuse.
I took the kids out to see Beth yesterday. It was a test for Angus – no diapers, although this would have been easier with another person along. Of course we had to pull off in Yorba Linda for him to pee. I had to unload everyone out of the car (three small children in car seats) to a gas station restroom, which was somewhat dirty and had no lock on the door. About five people started to walk in while we were in there. When we took off from there, I decided to follow the road paralleling the freeway which was still slow. I soon found out why; a fire was burning in the river bottom between the freeway and the road I was on. Fire trucks were pulled down in the river bed, but with all the trees and reeds, the fire must not have been very accessible. A helicopter was circling around and dumping water on it – the boys got a big charge out of seeing that!
Beth got to play with the baby and I had a fun time keeping Angus and Gareth out of her stuff. They did like checking out her patio and her new lovebird. Later we went to Coco’s and they did not eat. The conversation went something like this: “So how is your brother doing – Angus, stop playing with the grapes. “Gareth, sit DOWN! That’s good to hear! Well, John’s spending all his spare time making boxes – Angus, get out from under the table – he bought a belt sander and a band saw with our tax refund – Gareth, don’t hit your brother – BOTH OF YOU SIT DOWN! (repeat ad nauseum for the next 1/2 hour).
Tons of traffic on the 91 on the way home (at 7pm on a Sunday night-a lot of people must have gone to Vegas); stopping at the Carl’s Jr. in the Santa Ana Canyon for Angus to pee again and barely made it there-stop and go traffic and suddenly 40 cars decide they have to get off at the same time . Back on the road (and amazingly, no cars), precipitating a tantrum for I-know-not-what, in which Angus insisted we had to go back to the restaurant. By the time I got home I was exhausted. But glad I’d finally gotten to see Beth; it’s been way too long.
