Thursday, February 3, 2011

Home again, home again...

We arrived back in New Zealand Tuesday morning, before dawn--an hour early, as I guess we had a nice tailwind. All our travels (on four different airlines) while in the US were fine, too, and we are grateful not to be trying to get around there this week...our sympathies to all who are snowed or iced in.

We spend Tuesday in a bit of a haze, but at least got all the suitcases unpacked, and the house looked great, thanks to our nice Italian housesitters. They seem to have had a mutually enjoyable time with Charlie, who is happy and furry and due for a trim. Sirius is also fine and enjoying the rain-enriched grass in the front yard.

Joseph started school on Wednesday, poor thing; he tried to shave off his beard (waited until that morning...) and ended up looking scruffy but clearly had made the effort so he didn't get in trouble at school...we will take him to the barber today to see if they can do it right. He is still working on straightening out his classes, but it looks like he will be able to take all he wants to, which would be Calculus, Chemistry, Physics, Programming, Classics, and English. I have a list of mysterious school supplies to buy now--such as: 2B8 ruled 7mm, 94 leaf stiff covered lecture book (he needs two of these) and A415Z8 5 tab indices. Actually, this all goes fairly well at the stationery store, we hope, but sometimes by this time they are out of the more exotic math supplies. We'll see.

Emily started school today, with great excitement and some trepidation. She is in Year 7, which means she has moved upstairs. Her teacher is...something that started with C, and an Irish accent. She seemed very nice, and her closest friend was in her class, saving a seat for her. She wore the somewhat voluminous blazer of a girl who moved away last year and gave us her uniform, kindly, before she went...good thing, because her old blazer and all her (grubby, but official) ties seem to have disappeared into someplace I put them cleverly before we left.

And I have two days before I start back at work (plus the weekend). I will leave soon to have tea with a friend whose husband used to be in the hospice art group with us, and who died of a similar kind of tumor as Manford, while we were gone. Then I will do some of the medical appointments I have not got around to for the last six months (bone density, fibroid scan) and peruse the school supplies before getting Emily.

Yes, I will write about our trip, and Wizarding World. It was good. I spent much of yesterday afternoon going through pictures (I seem to have taken 786 of them) on our pokey computer, and then it wouldn't open the blog. More later, I promise. If I can get the computer to work, or if I buy a new one.

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