that's how i woke up, and that's how the day ended.
my mother actually had to work hard to get me to wake up this morning - i recall lots of shouting and it took a while until i was able to lift my aching head off the pillow and raise the coffee cup to my lips.
i dressed sharpish, found a decent parking spot and walked into the synagogue. the caffeine did a good enough job of clearing the cobwebs, and the service was nice enough. breakfast was very well laid out, and the quick conversations with the cousins were pleasant* - although the speeches were painful, and all i could think of was grading papers with rubber stamps for "non sequitur" and "mixed metaphor".
* i had a good laugh at my cousin's artist girlfriend - she has moo cards too
in saying goodbye to my aunt - who i haven't seen since i've been back - i got drawn into a fascinating conversation that continued until we were pretty much the last to leave.
i came back to pass out on the couch, and was woken with a phone call informing me that i was late to pick up my canadian cousins for the airport...
saying goodbye wasn't a mission, because we'll be seeing each other again relatively soon ^_^
protoplasm was still at the airport with his parents, so i joined them for a cup of coffee (and a scone) at the mugg & bean. the scone was almost as delayed as his flight, and arrived when he left - his parents were very polite, and stayed with me while i ate.
i think it's the first long conversation i've had with them, and although it was a bit strained (we are missing a little bit of history) they're very nice people and we didn't have too much awkwardness :)
i drove straight to shadowslight's (getting a bit lost on the way), and got to choose the movie because nobody else showed up. we ordered spur burgers through mr. delivery, and decided that driving there ourselves would've been a far better idea. we watched dazed and confused (flashback edition) - awesome film - and i came back to havana club (now i know why it's pricier than spiced gold), liquorice, marula and ice-cream cadbury's, a little bit of internet time and bed.
am i surfing tomorrow? dirk diggler's not talking :/
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