Drove back down to the Witchnest this morning, where Jay and the child were already ensconced (though somehow they’d neglected to turn on the heat, and were sitting around shivering in sweaters). Mom, Stepdad, and Auntie followed a few hours later, and we all had a nice lunch out in the neighborhood, followed by an adventuresome walk in the Haight (plus bonus! rain). Then our three elders hied off to yet another party/family gathering, while we young’uns lazed around, napped, and were generally slothful. And I had pie for dinner. Yep. Pie. And ice cream.
My half-brother is doing incredibly well–I phoned to check on him when I got home, and he answered! Which, since he basically wasn’t talking all week since the initial surgery, is progress indeed. So, maybe we’re out of the woods there. Hope so. What a Christmas ordeal… Poor guy.
And now, since it’s been like an hour since I’ve stretched out on the bed with a book, I’m off to do just that. 🙂