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Sunday: zoo birthday, track, walk, duo
Oct. 20th, 2019 11:00 pmI took T. to track. We then went straight home. He picked up the lunch I had him buy yesterday, and the card and gift card for the birthday boy, and R. and T. went to Southwicks. They seem to have had a pretty good time. None of us had ever been there before.
I asked A. what she wanted to do for lunch. We wound up at Crossroads for brunch, which was not busy, and was very tasty. She had the french toast and bacon (some leftover french toast) and I had a special app of shoestring fries and ginger orange bone in wings. Super tasty, not expensive. I took a few of the weeks home and had them as part of my dinner.
I walked with M.
Then I walked with A. We went to the hardware store where I bought toilet bowl cleaner, and we also bought her some things (light up suction ball, and two lunch box containers which have built in freezer packs). Then we walked over and looked in the window at the former Julie’s Place to see how that was, and at the window to the closed nail place and talked about whether she would be willing to try that vs. going out to Solomon Pond to have her nails done. Finally, we walked to the bank, and then home. It was a nice loop and we had some good convo about things she has concerns about and how we are working out way through them buy helping her develop more skills to feel realistic confidence.
ETA: While I was at track in the car, I read _March: Book One_ by John Lewis, Andrew Aydin and Nate Powell. It is for book group tomorrow. I expected it to be good, but it was so much better than I expected; I now need to go get the rest of it so I can read the whole thing. Many graphic novels require a lot from me in terms of deciphering the imagery. This one — for whatever reason — I just absorbed what was in the art quickly and easily, and it made the story go by so quickly and powerfully. This is the story of John Lewis’ early life as the son of a tenant farmer who bought a small farm and tried to stay out of trouble. But Lewis was never a stay out of trouble boy: he snuck out to school when he was supposed to be helping at home at harvest time. He preached to his chickens. And he was in it at the beginning of SNCC. Wonderful, wonderful story, told powerfully and accessibly.
I asked A. what she wanted to do for lunch. We wound up at Crossroads for brunch, which was not busy, and was very tasty. She had the french toast and bacon (some leftover french toast) and I had a special app of shoestring fries and ginger orange bone in wings. Super tasty, not expensive. I took a few of the weeks home and had them as part of my dinner.
I walked with M.
Then I walked with A. We went to the hardware store where I bought toilet bowl cleaner, and we also bought her some things (light up suction ball, and two lunch box containers which have built in freezer packs). Then we walked over and looked in the window at the former Julie’s Place to see how that was, and at the window to the closed nail place and talked about whether she would be willing to try that vs. going out to Solomon Pond to have her nails done. Finally, we walked to the bank, and then home. It was a nice loop and we had some good convo about things she has concerns about and how we are working out way through them buy helping her develop more skills to feel realistic confidence.
ETA: While I was at track in the car, I read _March: Book One_ by John Lewis, Andrew Aydin and Nate Powell. It is for book group tomorrow. I expected it to be good, but it was so much better than I expected; I now need to go get the rest of it so I can read the whole thing. Many graphic novels require a lot from me in terms of deciphering the imagery. This one — for whatever reason — I just absorbed what was in the art quickly and easily, and it made the story go by so quickly and powerfully. This is the story of John Lewis’ early life as the son of a tenant farmer who bought a small farm and tried to stay out of trouble. But Lewis was never a stay out of trouble boy: he snuck out to school when he was supposed to be helping at home at harvest time. He preached to his chickens. And he was in it at the beginning of SNCC. Wonderful, wonderful story, told powerfully and accessibly.