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So, there was a weekend, and I had company, and it was good.
I got up at 8:30 on Saturday morning, because my parents had said they were arriving "before noon" and I know my father gets up EARLY most of the time. I had breakfast and decided to actually do something useful. and was swearing at my Semiotics exam when they showed up at 11:45. We hung around for a little while and then went out for lunch, since I didn't have anything edible in the house. After lunch we all took me grocery shopping (they provided the car and I provided the money), and then went off to find the KSU Museum. I don't know why KSU has a fashion design program, but it does, and the museum is a part of it. They had some interesting old (as in 1800s) garments. People were a lot smaller in general then, I think. They also had a couple of galleries of Amish clothes, my favorite part of which was the display of socks. Since Amish boots are tall and hemlines are long, they went a little crazy with their socks. My favorite ones were cable-knit pink-and-green horizontal stripes, although I liked the bright screaming orange ones too.
The museum also had a couple of galleries of South American needlework and weaving, a gallery of Japanese kimono (including a fireman's uniform from the 1800s) and woodblock prints, a gallery of different colors of glassware made from Ohio sand, and some miscellaneous porcelain and portraits and other randomnesses. It was fun, overall. Anyway, after that we came back here and hung around until dinnertime, at which point we went off to the Italian restaurant in Brimfield for dinner. We came back here again, proved conclusively that there is nothing on TV on Saturday night, had ice cream and in general hung around being a family. My sister stayed here in a sleeping bag on the living room floor, and my parents went off to a hotel.
On Sunday morning my parents re-appeared here at 8:15. I wasn't up yet, but I got up when I heard them come in. We went off in search of breakfast and found it, and then came back and let it settle for a while and went off exploring. We found the May 4 Memorial on campus, which is rather ambiguous. It consists mostly of large hunks of polished granite that don't seem to stand for anything. The general consensus was that they had to put up some sort of remembrance, but it was for an event they weren't proud of, so they try not to make much of a statement about it.
After that, we went off for a walk by the river. There were bright red and yellow leaves all over the ground, and the river was high enough to act like a river, instead of looking sad like it had in August. There was a guy in a kayak practicing paddling upstream, and he seemed to be good at it, if the fact that he mostly stayed in one place instead of being swept downstream is any indication. It was surprising how little litter there was down there; either the park service had been through recently, or people just don't throw trash around. I'd like to think it was the latter. What there was a lot of down there, though, was yellow ladybugs. We all kept brushing them off each other. After we decided we'd had enough walking, we hung around here some more, and then (due to the fact that the Weather Channel was saying it was going to rain all the way between here and Detroit), my parents and my sister left to go back to Ann Arbor, and I decided to give myself the evening off and didn't do any academic stuff.
I have a microwave now, hooray! My sister had one from somewhere and didn't need it, so now I've got it. I remember life without microwaves, but I won't say I'm sorry that I no longer have to wash a frying pan every time I want to reheat leftovers.
Enough procrastinating. I have a paper to write this week and I have to finish the Semiotics exam for Wednesday.
I got up at 8:30 on Saturday morning, because my parents had said they were arriving "before noon" and I know my father gets up EARLY most of the time. I had breakfast and decided to actually do something useful. and was swearing at my Semiotics exam when they showed up at 11:45. We hung around for a little while and then went out for lunch, since I didn't have anything edible in the house. After lunch we all took me grocery shopping (they provided the car and I provided the money), and then went off to find the KSU Museum. I don't know why KSU has a fashion design program, but it does, and the museum is a part of it. They had some interesting old (as in 1800s) garments. People were a lot smaller in general then, I think. They also had a couple of galleries of Amish clothes, my favorite part of which was the display of socks. Since Amish boots are tall and hemlines are long, they went a little crazy with their socks. My favorite ones were cable-knit pink-and-green horizontal stripes, although I liked the bright screaming orange ones too.
The museum also had a couple of galleries of South American needlework and weaving, a gallery of Japanese kimono (including a fireman's uniform from the 1800s) and woodblock prints, a gallery of different colors of glassware made from Ohio sand, and some miscellaneous porcelain and portraits and other randomnesses. It was fun, overall. Anyway, after that we came back here and hung around until dinnertime, at which point we went off to the Italian restaurant in Brimfield for dinner. We came back here again, proved conclusively that there is nothing on TV on Saturday night, had ice cream and in general hung around being a family. My sister stayed here in a sleeping bag on the living room floor, and my parents went off to a hotel.
On Sunday morning my parents re-appeared here at 8:15. I wasn't up yet, but I got up when I heard them come in. We went off in search of breakfast and found it, and then came back and let it settle for a while and went off exploring. We found the May 4 Memorial on campus, which is rather ambiguous. It consists mostly of large hunks of polished granite that don't seem to stand for anything. The general consensus was that they had to put up some sort of remembrance, but it was for an event they weren't proud of, so they try not to make much of a statement about it.
After that, we went off for a walk by the river. There were bright red and yellow leaves all over the ground, and the river was high enough to act like a river, instead of looking sad like it had in August. There was a guy in a kayak practicing paddling upstream, and he seemed to be good at it, if the fact that he mostly stayed in one place instead of being swept downstream is any indication. It was surprising how little litter there was down there; either the park service had been through recently, or people just don't throw trash around. I'd like to think it was the latter. What there was a lot of down there, though, was yellow ladybugs. We all kept brushing them off each other. After we decided we'd had enough walking, we hung around here some more, and then (due to the fact that the Weather Channel was saying it was going to rain all the way between here and Detroit), my parents and my sister left to go back to Ann Arbor, and I decided to give myself the evening off and didn't do any academic stuff.
I have a microwave now, hooray! My sister had one from somewhere and didn't need it, so now I've got it. I remember life without microwaves, but I won't say I'm sorry that I no longer have to wash a frying pan every time I want to reheat leftovers.
Enough procrastinating. I have a paper to write this week and I have to finish the Semiotics exam for Wednesday.