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Oct. 22nd, 2003 09:38 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
memelainaA busy work day, which is a good thing as it lets me believe that my management remembers I am alive. Sometimes I have doubts about this as I work in Colorado Springs, and my management is in Orlando, Florida. But every now and then they throw me a project and I toss them back a grand and wonderful, full-color, highlighted, detailed, double-arrayed spreadsheet.
Kent's parents arrived mid-afternoon on their way to Las Vegas. They've packed their boxes and put all their furniture on a moving van, and plan to never live through another Iowa winter. While I can, maybe, understand the desire to move to a warmer climate, when I envision myself moving somewhere completely different at the age of 78, all I can imagine is sadness and nostalgia for the place where I had spent my life, raised my children, buried my parents. But they seem very chipper and forward-looking about the whole thing, so more power to them.
I'm reading Noel Streatfeild at the moment. Perhaps I should put her on my interests list. I've finished the first part of her three-volume biography (From the Vicerage) and am reading a lovely little British edition 1944 novel is flimsy-ish red covers called Curtains Up. I'm sure it was published under a Something Shoes title at some point, but it's pleasant reading the original edition.
Got a book ad in the mail today from Columbia University Press and it looks like they have published a nice modern edition of Adam of Bremen's History of the Bishops of Hamburg. I marked the catalog and put it in Kent's box with a note that said "Mem's Christmas List". One can always hope.
Kent's parents arrived mid-afternoon on their way to Las Vegas. They've packed their boxes and put all their furniture on a moving van, and plan to never live through another Iowa winter. While I can, maybe, understand the desire to move to a warmer climate, when I envision myself moving somewhere completely different at the age of 78, all I can imagine is sadness and nostalgia for the place where I had spent my life, raised my children, buried my parents. But they seem very chipper and forward-looking about the whole thing, so more power to them.
I'm reading Noel Streatfeild at the moment. Perhaps I should put her on my interests list. I've finished the first part of her three-volume biography (From the Vicerage) and am reading a lovely little British edition 1944 novel is flimsy-ish red covers called Curtains Up. I'm sure it was published under a Something Shoes title at some point, but it's pleasant reading the original edition.
Got a book ad in the mail today from Columbia University Press and it looks like they have published a nice modern edition of Adam of Bremen's History of the Bishops of Hamburg. I marked the catalog and put it in Kent's box with a note that said "Mem's Christmas List". One can always hope.
