Misadventures of the Monster Librarian

Our clan stayed up talking late at L&K’s until after 3am, and the majority of our party (Sister A1 & Bro-in-law M, Bro A3, Chris and Sweet Guy T) had left. I love those nights. But I don’t love those following mornings when you are running on empty and have to get up early. TSOldtimer and I went to Mass at my church and left B1&B2 to sleep in. We regrouped and headed in the direction of food. Everything was busy due to the family-church crowd so after hearing about B1’s hatred of IHOP--strawberry crepes and an ill planned trip to Maine--we decided that IHOP was not a breakfast option and were all glad when we finally managed to dig up a Mom and Pop owned diner. Once we were all fed and more tolerant we headed down to Detroit to check out the Detroit Institute of Arts (D.I.A.), which has recently been renovated, and to my astonishment is wonderful. I am not sure what I was expecting but I was impressed. The museum seems to have grown in its collection and also in its size a...

No rest for the weary. B1&B2, TSOldtimer, and I were all up early getting ready and trying to load the car with the yummies made for the party. We got to the church early and set-up the room that the Belated Grad family Brunch was to be held in, and it was in those moments of preparation when I was spazzing out a little due to family stress that I realized how great my friends really are—when your friends can watch you turn into uber monster bitch because the delivery man from Nino Salvagio’s is dropping off a huge veggie platter and you are still wearing a tie-dyed shirt and are trying desperately to ignore your sister’s constant stream of questions, and they can just smile and nod because they understand…they really understand. That is friendship. The Brunch went well, with a little over three dozen family and close friends present, and provided a good opportunity for everyone to catch up. In light of the recent Hunger Banquet that I attended it felt a little terrible to be enjoy...

Day 1: Back to work today after three very hectic days off. Hectic, but good. Thursday night was a scramble of house cleaning and last minute touches; I was expecting B1 & B2 and TSOldtimer, fellow farmers, to arrive Friday and of course I had waited until the last possible minute to finish cleaning and prepping some of the foods that would be served at my grad brunch on Saturday. I had been eagerly anticipating B1&B2, and TSO’s visit for about a month—as eagerly as a child waits on Christmas—and now as I sit alone in a now still, sleeping household; my Roomie M and our dog Tobey now asleep; I think about how I can’t believe that just three days ago I was welcoming my friends. Friday flew by in a haze of story-times. Our round the corner pre-k-ers came in their usual Friday groups of four and we read through books on Valentines Day—what joy is mine—and this routine gave the day wings and it was no time before I was doing yet more cleaning up around the house and last minute men...