So I have been watching inauguration coverage all morning, both on CNN.com and through hulu.com’s embedded player, which is apparently streaming Fox News, though I don’t necessarily care for that station in general. I feel like it is my duty as an American citizen to watch this, even if I hadn’t voted for the guy. I’ve not watched a lot of the build-up but I think this is a pretty momentous day for us as Americans. I won’t go on and on about it but let it be known that it’s important nevertheless.
My weekend was busy but quite enjoyable. Elliot and I got into Orlando later at night – 10:30 PM – and my parents’ fire was just dying out. The cold snap warranted it and I only wish I had been able to leave earlier to catch some of the opening flames. Regardless, I got to partake in a scene I had pictured in my head all week: sitting at the kitchen table, under the dimmed light, eating soup my mother had made (15 bean!). It was the perfect end to my day and I then crawled under about 5 blankets and went to sleep.
The following morning, my mother, Elliot, and I drove down to Palm Beach to visit my aunt and grandparents. The weather was beautiful and we had a wonderful time. I know that my grandmother thoroughly enjoyed watching Elliot run around, being his crazy little baby self. He behaved well, even though we totally threw off his routine. We ate late each night and his bed times were all crazy. The first night, we didn’t finish eating until 7:15, a quarter past his normal bedtime. I took him out onto the porch while my mother cleaned up and he and I rocked on this little glider my grandparents have. Under the stars and the palm trees, slightly rustling in the cool night air, he fell asleep on me for the first time since probably before he was 6 months old. I almost didn’t want to set him down but my legs were asleep and it was quite chilly out there.
On Sunday afternoon Elliot went to the beach for the first time. The day was warmer and we went around 2 so as to catch the heat. At first, he was wary of the sand; he didn’t like it on his feet and tried to brush it off. Then, as we stood along the shoreline and the tide came in, he tried to slowly and cautiously back away. But eventually he warmed up to it, got brave, and even ran up to the crashing waves, though never voluntarily jumped in the water. This was probably best since the ocean was frigid.
All in all, a nice trip. I am glad we drove to Orlando Monday morning so that my next leg of the trip didn’t take place until 7 PM. That drive was ok though there was some traffic, a freak thunderstorm with rain so bad I nearly stopped, and then once on I-10, the wind picked up and blew my little box all over the highway. I was ever so glad to be back, though it’s Very Freaking Cold here. Oh, and on that topic, out heater broke this weekend. Yes you see, Ash and I had made a pact not to phone each other so that when we got back, we would have a lot to talk about and we would have missed each other a lot. It was a good plan until about 10 AM Saturday when he sent me an IM proclaiming that the house was cold… and the heater broke. Sigh. If you’ll recall this post, our A/C went out right before Ash went out of town and right before I had family coming. Funny that our heat would do the same, only opposite. Luckily, the same company came out and got it fixed up quickly. Though Ash had to endure some freezing temps for a bit. I am glad I didn’t have to deal with it at all.
Pictures from the trip will be up soon, but we’ll be entertaining my Father in law this week and I have a bazillion things to catch up with at home after being gone all weekend. How was y’all’s weekend? Did you also enjoy the President’s inaugural speech? i thought it was very good, if only alightly redundant.