This was just after she'd been on a plane traveling for hours and hours and she still looks so pretty! Photo by P.
Here's J and E at the Host Family Orientation meeting, which took place at El Tap to accommodate my weird work schedule, and I still managed to be about 15 minutes late to it. NICE. J&E had just met a bit before I took this photo--E had been off at running camp. She said they ran about 40 miles. Wow. Anyway, they just naturally fell into this pose after E rolled her eyes at me. No sense fighting the inevitable, right?
We made a sign to welcome J (and now you will know her name if you look carefully but oh well)
See that brick wall with the flowers? Yeah, that's where I left MY CAMERA. Then we drove off. Fortunately, I noticed it was not with me about 30 minutes later, before those clouds turned into rain, and Uncle Steve saved the day by coming up and rescuing my poor little Nikon. I never do stuff like that!
Anyway, so we got to the airport probably an hour early just to be on the safe side, but B was desperate for food, so we wandered over to this bar/lounge where a quite talented young man named "Michael Lee Hunt" (think about it, and in an airport, no less. "Ben Dover, paging Ben Dover....") was singing and playing his guitar, and then it took forever for the cute waitress to bring the chicken strips to the girls but we STILL should have had plenty of time to get over to where J was disembarking, but the plane was 10 minutes early and somehow we still managed to screw it up. We found her a few minutes later downstairs in baggage claim and all was well.
Poor little J was so exhausted that we came home and showed her her new room, and she sort of floated around it exclaiming things, things which seemed positive, in German. Lots of long compound German words but we sort of gathered from her tone and face that they were good compound German words. It was very cute. She ate a bowl of spaghetti and went to bed. She is still a little jetlagged but is keeping a good schedule, getting up at a decent time and going to bed fairly early. I think P wanted C to see how the rooms look now, so here are some photos:
See the green blanket on the far bed? That is the blanket that "goes" in J's room but now it's P's blankie. I was first like "What to do, what to do?" but then I remembered the comforter, circa 1986, that I have always loved. I used to look for months and months for linens because I only liked very expensive stuff, like the $200+ plus comforters (which was outrageous back in the mid 80s and kind of still is today). But I was poor and besides, at some point it becomes the principle of the thing. So I would wait for it to go on super clearance at the linen outlet stores and then I would snatch it up. Anyway, so the blanket in J's room is a vintage 1980s comforter until I come up with something better. Which may or may not happen. Sloth is a powerful thing. Plus, I still like to buy linens only on super clearance.
OK, so let's see. This upcoming week is a busy one. I have to work in the office Wed-Fri next week, covering for the boss. My fabulous husband is starting the school year next week with a week of inservice, more or less. I think he has to give a presentation to some of the teachers, too. P is in band camp, and E wants to get her driver's license. B is looking for a part-time job, which are kind of hard to come by around here these days but I'm sure something will turn up.
I still owe lots of emails to people. I've been in a bit of a funk in that department, I'm afraid. I'm sure nobody is living or dying waiting for an email from me, though. That would be too much pressure altogether.
It is 7:15 AM here in middle Tennessee, and I have been up for 2 hours. I think I am going to go to the grocery store because the girls inform me we are dangerously close to starving to death from lack of options. I think they are just being dramatic but their point is well taken. I was sort of hoping to take J with us on the first trip, but she had a busy evening last night, going to the local production of The Music Man with P&E. She also walked around the neighborhood. On her first morning here, she looked out the kitchen window and said it looked like Märchen, which means "fairy tale." That was very sweet and quite a compliment! I should tell the yard guy. But I probably won't. I have to work a bit today or I will regret it tomorrow and I believe laundry is woefully behind. Little Charlie is here with me in the studio at the moment, just dozing away on one of the throws. She likes it in here. I have finally taken to leaving the door open so she can wander around, and she does, but this is apparently her home base because it's where I find her when she is done exploring and wants to take a little kitten break. She is still SO TINY. I need to take photos of her because I know it won't last long. She seems to be starting to get along with Sam and Leo, although I don't think she is at all interested in making friends with Nugget. Nugget probably feels pretty much the same way. She talks a lot and purrs a lot and definitely, definitely plays a lot. But she also sleeps a lot, so it all balances out.
I guess I'm off before the sloth kicks in and I find myself spending the day, just spending the day. I have things to do, man!