Stuff and Moonshine

 Had Thanksgiving lunch with my parents. Unfortunately, for the past few years, “visiting the folks” has meant “dragging a man who is legitimately disabled and also doesn’t really like visiting his in-laws through the ever-changing labyrinth that is Union Station* and on and off the GO Train to Hamilton.”
I did get some more of my great-aunts’ clothes out of it, as well as two pairs of my shoes I’d left at Aunt Janette’s house in the mid-90s. It is impossible to visit my mother and not be sent home with gifts of somewhat random things. 

Andrew watched an episode of Titans this morning— apparently S2 is a huge improvement over S1. This episode, involving Superboy (the “cloned from Supes and also Lex Luthor version) was quite good, although I found I had a weird under-reaction to one scene— it may be that the trope of a genetically-engineered character being shown all the jars of failed cloning experiments that preceded them has been done often enough that it’s no longer that shocking, but this time seeing it my reaction was basically: “But isn’t that also true for a lot of natural-born people? Miscarriages, especially early-first-trimester ones, are really common. Everyone you meet is just a blastocyst that *did* manage to implant and was viable enough to survive.”

So um, Happy Canadian Thanksgiving, my fellow viable-enough individuals?



* Yes, the Mimico GO Station is geographically closer to our home; it’s also halfway up a hill and last I looked** was full of stairs.
** It’s possible they've installed an elevator. (Googles it— they’re promising full accessibility by 2023)

 I've been having good luck at the local thrift store the past two weeks, but it's mainly been wool stuff so I keep having to take it in for dry cleaning -- then again, a pair of dress pants for $5 + $17 to have them taken in + $10 or so for cleaning and pressing is still a great deal. 

Today I found a plaid jacket and skirt for $10. The label is in German, the style suggests early-to-mid 1960s, and it's very well made -- the plaid design lines up along the seams in that way you rarely see any more. The one odd thing is that the skirt is unhemmed, which makes me wonder whether it was ever actually worn. I doubt I can wear jacket and skirt together at the office without looking too dressed up (or like a Mad Men cosplayer), but they ought to work as separates.

Also I got a much newer top, patterned silk on the front with a silk jersey tshirt back, but Nana stole it as a bed. I told her she's a little Sybarite and retrieved it undamaged when she grew restless.

ETA -- pix of the top: http://mooncustafer.tumblr.com/post/161140612070/new-top-from-the-thrift-store-after-i-retrieved

E2A -- the suit: http://mooncustafer.tumblr.com/post/161141896185/todays-other-thrift-shop-trophy-it-came-with

https://youtu.be/4Cnm0tdkJEU