Lucubrations

\Lu`cu*bra"tion\, n. [l. lucubratio;cf. F. lucubration.] 1. The act of lucubrating, or studying by candlelight; nocturnal study; meditation. 2. That which is composed by night; that which is produced by meditation in retirement; hence (loosely) any literary composition.


Saturday, June 11, 2005

Today I continued messing around with my family. I drove my grandparents over to my aunt and uncles house and then we went out for a late lunch. Grandma wouldn't have driven because it was raining (she often won't drive even if it looks like it might rain). But we got to see three of Curt and Grace's eight cats. Curt says that there are only seven because one cat is so skittish that it won't even let him see her. And Grandma told us her story of the tornado picking up the chicken coop at her farm when she was little.

Then later I got to see my brother, Jeremy. He flew in from Oregon for Grandma and Grandpa's 60th anniversary party. A lot more family is flying in tomorrow, which should be interesting because the people flying in are the one part of the family that I've only met once or twice before. I know almost everyone else pretty well (until you get to the grandparents' siblings level) but its probably been ten years since I've seen these cousins. Most of us are going camping Sunday. But its good that there will be some more people here around my same age. I don't think Jeremy would last long in Loveland without a bunch of peers (even I go stir crazy here sometimes). Unfortunetly Micah and one of my other cousins won't be able to make it because they couldn't get out of their military commitments.

BTW, I have three or four posts backlogged and I will post them. I've mostly been enjoying just spending time with my family. But I will publish the other posts soon. I'll even get someone to guest write one for me. We'll play the comments quiz game that seems to be popular these days. I'll give a phone call and some mystery prize of debatable value to the first person who can guess the identity of the mystery guest writer.

At 4:21 PM, Blogger Caleb said...

Aparently my phone calls don't carry such a high price tag as Ning's or Laura's

 
At 8:23 PM, Blogger Caleb said...

Forget guessing anything, I'll give a prize to whoever comments on my blog first.

 
At 12:25 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

he had to ask me how to spell it :)

 

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