If you see a whole thing - it seems that it's always beautiful. Planets, lives... But up close a world's all dirt and rocks. And day to day, life's a hard job, you get tired, you lose the pattern. - Ursula K. LeGuin

Saturday, April 3, 2010

A Whirlwind of Children

The past 24 hours have seen my children come and gone. Currently the house is empty. I have oxtail stew simmering on the stove, my puppy at my feet, and I've spent the afternoon playing with images and Photoshop.

Pumpkin arrived first. She is up for the weekend and trying to see everyone she loves and misses. She came by our house on Friday afternoon and we chatted and then shopped for dinner. We picked b up at his job and then he made us an amazing dinner. It was Pumpkin's choice: chicken marsala but he also threw in some home-made bruschetta for an appetizer. Pumpkin stayed and entertained us until it was time for her to go out with her friends.

Angel showed up at around midnight. He drove up after he got out of work. I made up a bed and then sat up talking with him for another hour. This morning b cooked us all a yummy egg breakfast and the two of them packed the last of his belongings into his car. b is an amazing packer and can get just about anything on a car roof. Angel drove off at around 1 pm with a queen mattress and frame strapped to the roof of his little Nissan.

They are both gone now but with promises of future visits. Pumpkin is coming back up next weekend for a haircut and we are trying to schedule a special mother-daughter weekend at her house. Angel wants b and I to come down and see his new place. He will also be coming up for my birthday/mothers' day weekend.

They are out of the house but I've heard from both of them several times this afternoon. Pumpkin was shopping and taking her little sister ice-skating and just wanted to chat in between. Angel arrived safely home and promptly headed out to Ikea with his roommates to buy furniture. We had to negotiate prices and banking transfers over the phone. First purchases for first apartments are very exciting.

They are gone. The house is quiet. I have my projects and my work to amuse me while b works late and tomorrow we have a lovely day planned.

At the moment that feels like enough.

3 comments:

Terresa said...

I love me a quiet house.

The oxtail stew simmering sounds divine.

Maggie May said...

It sounds so wonderful to me.

Julie said...

Oxtail stew...yum!

"Whirlwind" is a great way to describe it when the kids visit. All that beautiful energy comes rushing in. Then it's over, and all is quiet. Yes, the quiet can be beautiful, too. I'm so glad you had a great visit. It sounds like a lot of fun!