Sunday, November 25, 2007

November 23, 2007

After a breakfast of apricot cream cheese-filled Frency toast, we spent the day with the family. We drove to Carson City to Aunt Bonnie’s house, where Stephen’s 10-year-old daughter Emma and her older sister Lexi were there. Emma’s an adorable little girl who looks so much like her dad.

Jenifer joined us, and after Bonnie gave us a tour of her house and all the projects she’s working on (she’s very talented), we had lunch at another casino! Casino Fandango had semi-decent food - they had a little of something for everyone. They also had mirrored ceilings.

I set my camera’s timer for 10 seconds and told everyone to look up. Unfortunately, not everybody really understood what I was doing, so it’s not a perfect picture. But even the finest Persian rugs have flaws.

After lunch, we paid Uncle Tim (Mom’s & Sylvia’s brother) a visit. I think I met my Uncle Tim when I was about eight. He came to Cincinnati for training and stayed with us when I was around 13. I liked Uncle Tim because he was the first grown-up to ever treat me like a real person. He joked around with me, taught me how to make this thing called salsa, and gave me sips of his bourbon. Which was nasty.

He was a fun-loving guy with a dry sense of humor - precisely why I liked him so much. To honor him, we brought him some of his favorite things: beer and pretzels.

We toasted him and felt like he would have appreciated the gesture. We left the beer and pretzels for him. Sylvia said he was most likely sharing the beer with Uncle Pete. I think Uncle Pete took one drink of it and requested a Riesling.

The city of Genoa, where the cemetery is, was full of deer. Not like deer we have at home - they travel in packs and aren’t at all afraid to post for pictures. They were everywhere!

We went to Bonnie’s house for a little while, and by 9:30, we all were feeling tired. Jet lag stinks. I’m a night owl, and I want to be in bed every night by 9pm! Also oddly enough, I’ve been getting up around 7am! Readjusting to Eastern Standard time will be fun...

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