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Mar. 16th, 2014 08:52 amYesterday was a busy day for me. It started at 9 am, when we took Mason to his final Level 4 swim class of the season. Actually, his final Level 4 class EVER, because he passed the test! (Whoot!) I was glad that I stayed to see his beaming face when he showed us his certificate.

I'd been considering bailing early, because I am Moon-Moon and accidentally scheduled a day of work at the library that was SUPPOSED to start AT 10 am, which was when Mason's class ended. But, when I realized my mistake, I was able to throw myself on the mercy of my scheduler at the library and she negotiated a 10:30 am start. Considering I had to work at White Bear Lake, I still didn't think that would be quite enough time. We had prepared Shawn with emergency taxi money JUST IN CASE. But, they actually let out class ten minutes early, so, believe it or not, I managed to zip everyone home (mostly, Shawn and Mason agreed to walk three blocks so I could make a quick turn around and get back on the highway,) and myself ALL THE WAY OUT to White Bear in 40 minutes.
I might have considered the speed limit more of a guideline than a law, but... well, I got there with 5 minutes to spare.
The White Bear Library is nice. It's small and, like Shoreview, doesn't have an automated check-in, but the atmosphere was relaxed...and GRATEFUL. I guess they had someone quit rather unexpectedly--I know this because a full-time position opened up there. I considered applying for it, but the hours were a bit wonky for what I needed. At any rate, I had a lovely time. I shelved a lot of books....
...which means I came home with a bunch.
I've decided to chronicle my strange book borrowing habits. So, from the White Bear Library, I bought home:
I.. yeah, I don't quite know what happens to me in the stacks, but SO MUCH looks interesting. I started GLADIATORS last night and I haven't learned much that I didn't already know yet, but what the hey? I may have accidentally picked up the second volume of the new Hawkeye title, but I thought I'd read it anyway.
After racing home, I connected with our friend Andrew from New York who is in town for the weekend. He came over and regaled us with stories about taking the taxi to our house (which was apparently much harder than you'd expect) and his current life. I could have happily hung out with him for the rest of the night, but we had a long-standing St. Patrick's Day (observed) party at
naomikritzer's we wanted to get to. So, I took him back to his hotel, and then we all went over. This is where Mason could have spent his night. He and Naomi's daughter Molly are huge pokemon fans, so they talked pokemon ALL NIGHT. Meanwhile, Shawn and I enjoyed the company and ate Naomi's husband's fantastic corned beef and veggies.
I was actually an amazingly wonderful day, but, by the end of it, I felt like I'd driven all day long.
I'm looking forward to today, because I THINK I successfully talked Shawn into a pajama day, and I'd really, really love to spend this Sunday lounging around the house.
....Oh, and in case anyone is on tenterhooks, Susan did not eat any of the minnow. She does seem to delight in terrorizing them by chasing them around, but we still have all seven after all.

I'd been considering bailing early, because I am Moon-Moon and accidentally scheduled a day of work at the library that was SUPPOSED to start AT 10 am, which was when Mason's class ended. But, when I realized my mistake, I was able to throw myself on the mercy of my scheduler at the library and she negotiated a 10:30 am start. Considering I had to work at White Bear Lake, I still didn't think that would be quite enough time. We had prepared Shawn with emergency taxi money JUST IN CASE. But, they actually let out class ten minutes early, so, believe it or not, I managed to zip everyone home (mostly, Shawn and Mason agreed to walk three blocks so I could make a quick turn around and get back on the highway,) and myself ALL THE WAY OUT to White Bear in 40 minutes.
I might have considered the speed limit more of a guideline than a law, but... well, I got there with 5 minutes to spare.
The White Bear Library is nice. It's small and, like Shoreview, doesn't have an automated check-in, but the atmosphere was relaxed...and GRATEFUL. I guess they had someone quit rather unexpectedly--I know this because a full-time position opened up there. I considered applying for it, but the hours were a bit wonky for what I needed. At any rate, I had a lovely time. I shelved a lot of books....
...which means I came home with a bunch.
I've decided to chronicle my strange book borrowing habits. So, from the White Bear Library, I bought home:
- GLADIATORS: History's Most Deadly Sport by Fik Meijer.
- THE COMFORT WOMEN: Japan's Brutal Regime of Enforced Prostitution in the Second World War by George Hicks.
- LIFE AMONG THE SAMURAI by Eleanor J. Hall (a YA non-fiction)
- HAWKEYE: Little Hits by Matt Faction/David Aja (graphic novel)
I.. yeah, I don't quite know what happens to me in the stacks, but SO MUCH looks interesting. I started GLADIATORS last night and I haven't learned much that I didn't already know yet, but what the hey? I may have accidentally picked up the second volume of the new Hawkeye title, but I thought I'd read it anyway.
After racing home, I connected with our friend Andrew from New York who is in town for the weekend. He came over and regaled us with stories about taking the taxi to our house (which was apparently much harder than you'd expect) and his current life. I could have happily hung out with him for the rest of the night, but we had a long-standing St. Patrick's Day (observed) party at
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I was actually an amazingly wonderful day, but, by the end of it, I felt like I'd driven all day long.
I'm looking forward to today, because I THINK I successfully talked Shawn into a pajama day, and I'd really, really love to spend this Sunday lounging around the house.
....Oh, and in case anyone is on tenterhooks, Susan did not eat any of the minnow. She does seem to delight in terrorizing them by chasing them around, but we still have all seven after all.