August September 15, 2009
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Remember when I said I was going to do a monthly recap? And I did one, and then I forgot about it. Its never too late to re-live August!
- It was hot. I don’t like being hot. I especially don’t like being hot and walking to the train. Did I mention I still don’t have a car? And it was really hot, and I was really not happy. The people who had to sit next to me and my sweat on the train also were not happy, I’m sure.
- My brother bought a deep fryer. So far, we have successfully fried the following: tater tots, chicken wings, chicken fingers, jalapeño poppers, corn dogs, hush puppies, potato chips, mozzarella sticks, zucchini, ravioli, peanut butter cups, Snickers, Baby Ruths, Milky Ways, and a whole slice of cheesecake. Mostly in one afternoon. There have been no known frying injuries, despite some drunk frying and drunk flinging of items into the fryer.
- Restaurant Week in Boston added to the tightness of my pants. My college friends and I hit up a little restaurant in the North End, where I had some lovely baby cow. Then we played Wine Bottle Ouija, a very complex method of choosing wine. Other criteria included Red and cheap.
- I went to the beach and danced outside. That’s what summer is really all about.
- I had lobsters that were sadly handicapped (one claw) yet still tasty. They didn’t want to race across the patio, but they didn’t scream when boiled either. (PETA would love this post, by the way).
- I read some good books that I promise to write about on the What I’m Reading Page. I think my favorite was A Prayer for Owen Meany.
- And, of course, there was the fabulous trip to Florida. There’s no better way to end a summer than floating in a pool with a beer in hand. Life is good.
(I appear to have lost my spell check button. Apologies for typos)
Highlights from July August 2, 2009
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Since I never want to post these little things that don’t seem blog worthy enough on their own, I thought I’d put them all together for your viewing enjoyment! Here are my favorite July moments:
I joined NaBloPoMo (National Blog Posting Month) but didn’t follow through. August is out, since I’ll be away for a week, but September has promise! I did enjoy reading Mel’s posts, though!
It stopped raining in MA…kind of. At least it got warm. And muggy. We New Englanders are truly never happy with the weather.
I got a raise at work. It was little, but it was a raise, so I’ll take it. Never say no to money, or men with money, for that matter.
I ran a 10K in Maine, by myself. I survived, despite the fact I was out with friends until 2 am the morning of, and had to get up at 6 for the race. What were we doing in Freeport, ME at 2am? Why, helping Turkish men carry feta into their closed restaurant for some free drinks, of course! What else would we have been doing?
I went to my brother’s annual Seafood Fest. The menu, for your pleasure: Salmon dip, shrimp cocktail, scallops wrapped in bacon, Stuffies (that’s stuffed quahogs for you non RIers), grilled pizza with scrimp, crabcakes, steamers, and blueberry peach crumble. All for $25. Best deal in RI.
Tailgated for the first time, at Billy Joel and Elton John, Face 2 Face. I knew all the words to 98% of the Billy Joel songs (Zanzibar? Really, where did he pull that one from from?) and hardly any to the Elton John songs. Then again, I don’t think Elton did either. I’m pretty sure the official words to Philadelphia Freedom are “Blahblahblah Philadelphia Freedom! Blah.”
I ruined my cell phone and my iPod Touch within a week of each other. The phone I was fine without. I literally almost died along with my iPod. And the “Genius” didn’t believe that I only got a drop of water on it. Technically, I did knock over my entire Sigg bottle when my coworker kindly noted that my laptop wasn’t locked, but not much water actually got on the Touch. It was really all very sad.
Spent a few days drinking beer on the beach. What is it about beer outside that makes it so good?
Hit up Providence Restaurant Week at two restaurants not in Providence – Lofts at NYLO in Warwick (very cool, great food) and the Post Office Café in East Greenwich (a little boring, but good).
Tried to get Tagalong Blizzard at Dairy Queen. They were out of Tagalongs. Pouted and vowed never to go back to Dairy Queen.
Discovered my new favorite summer drink: Sweet Tea Vodka with Lemonade, preferably Dels. Sooo good.
Spent ten minutes staring at a blinking light in my bedroom and trying to figure out where it came from. Finally touched it – Lightning bug. Gross, but I checked it out after I squished it to see if it was still flashing.
Happy Fourth of July! July 4, 2008
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Yes, I am blogging today and not anywhere fun like a cookout. Why? I don’t know. I have few friends with yards, one of whom in away. My parents aren’t here, J is at work. I am washing glasses we don’t use and packing them. Whooppee.
Actually, I’ve had a busy morning. I woke up at 5:30 with J, and made him an iced coffee to bring to work. I should be wife of the year! I was pretty awake this morning at that hour, as i went to bed at 10 last night, worn out by my pedicure and running for the train. Have you ever ran for a train wearing flip flops with toilet paper in your toes, desperately trying not to ruin a $40 polish change? Its not easy.
After fulfilling my wifely duties, I headed out in the rain to my big Fourth of July event: The Hingham Road Race. Miraculously, the rain stopped (making my friends who were supposed to run with me and bailed look like even bigger weenies) and the weather was nice for a 4.6 mile jaunt into town. I know, random length, but its a nice course, full of million dollar houses and nice, rich people drinking coffee. This was the 50th running of the race (my 3rd) and probably my last year doing it. I would have to get up around 4:30 am to make it here by race time when we move, and that ain’t happening.
After the race, I went to see J at work. He was bored out of his mind. He always has to work on the fourth, which stinks, but its not like anyone invites us to do anything anyways. Next year we’ll have our own party! Anyways, J gave me some food, and loaded me up with iced coffee, so I’ll bounce off the walls for awhile and probably crash right before we watch fireworks on tv. Go me.
If you like pina coladas… September 10, 2007
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J & I spent one last hot day at the beach this weekend. Okay, when I say last I mean first. J doesn’t really like the beach. He’s a bit too antsy to sit still in the hot sun. He’s also a bit too pasty. The first time we went to the beach together he developed a nasty burn that caused a giant bubble on the back of his calf. He actually went to the doctor for that (come to think of it, that may have been the last time he’s been to the doctor).
Anyways, I convinced him to go to the beach with good beach snacks and a bucket o’margaritas. Tricky, aren’t I? We got there early, finished our iced coffees, and, once I was confident there was a public bathroom, we had a drink. Hey, it was 11am!
Speaking of bathrooms, I firmly believe every beach should have a bathroom and a parking lot. A few years ago we went to the Cape for the day, and went to this awesome beach. The sign said 30 minute parking, but I thought “Who goes to the beach for 30 minutes? If I park far from the sign, I’ll be fine.” I was INCORRECT! (You’re welcome for the $50, Chatham. I’m sure you needed it more than I did).
Where was I? Oh, the early morning margaritas. We had a few, ate some lunch, and dipped our feet in the frigid water. Seriously, it was frigid. Even children were running out screaming that it was too cold. It numbed your feet, but not enough so they didn’t hurt. Thank God there was a bathroom — I was NOT peeing in that water.
We had a lovely day, and stayed on the beach discussing life until lobster boy turned a pretty shade of red. Then we had to go home so I could apply a half a bottle of aloe to his back. I think that was the last beach day of the summer, which is kind of sad, but exciting because we’re closer to your favorite blogger’s birthday (that’s me, by the way).
