a bit anticlimactic...
Today wasn't unalloyed cheer and bounciness, certainly. I have lots to be thankful for... but the holiday itself felt flat for me. The first half of the day was spent cooking... ![[profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
patgreene was on an up-cycle then, so was bouncy herself and happy to help in the kitchen. Later, we took the kids and went over to the choirloft for a community Thanksgiving dinner with about 30-35 people, at least 15 kids. On the way, I stopped at Kaiser hospital in Hayward and visited with cyan_blue, who was floaty, had just had a pain shot and we rambled a bit. I met her mom, there just arrived again from NYC.
The group dinner... there was a surfeit of food, and the overall atmosphere was relaxed and pleasant. Except that my kids, particularly David, kept misbehaving and requiring more-than-usual amounts of parental attention. Added to this was that Pat was down-cycling and not feeling well... I ate well, alone in a corner, and then spent most of my time taking care of the kids or talking to Pat. Eventually, she took the other car and David and Kevin home. As I was then beginning to socialize more freely, an argument broke out between myself and a different sweetie there, resulting in raised voices in public and then 90 minutes of intermittent glaring and processing before we each departed for our respective homes.
patgreene was on an up-cycle then, so was bouncy herself and happy to help in the kitchen. Later, we took the kids and went over to the choirloft for a community Thanksgiving dinner with about 30-35 people, at least 15 kids. On the way, I stopped at Kaiser hospital in Hayward and visited with cyan_blue, who was floaty, had just had a pain shot and we rambled a bit. I met her mom, there just arrived again from NYC.The group dinner... there was a surfeit of food, and the overall atmosphere was relaxed and pleasant. Except that my kids, particularly David, kept misbehaving and requiring more-than-usual amounts of parental attention. Added to this was that Pat was down-cycling and not feeling well... I ate well, alone in a corner, and then spent most of my time taking care of the kids or talking to Pat. Eventually, she took the other car and David and Kevin home. As I was then beginning to socialize more freely, an argument broke out between myself and a different sweetie there, resulting in raised voices in public and then 90 minutes of intermittent glaring and processing before we each departed for our respective homes.
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