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I swore to myself that I would get a good night's sleep tonight, but alas, its 230 in the AM and I shall arise and shine (very dimly) in exactly 4 hours. Then its off to church to sing for 2 services. I'm really excited, our new pastor is starting this week, and i cant wait to meet him. Thats part of the reason that I'm so anxious. You see, Pastor Tom and I sort of had this understanding, and he had all these little signals to give me during the service, and I always knew what he needed from me. I have a feeling tomorrow's services will be a little rocky.
After that its back to my apartment to grab my luggage and do the last run through of my apartment, make sure i got all the important stuff, take out the trash, etc. AND THEN off to the Orlando Airport where I will spend almost all of the day. ew. Well, see, my friend TJ (or teej as I like to refer to him as) is coming in to do a show at Seaside. SO, i am meeting him at the airport where we will dine, and just spend some quality teej and ady time together. I'm so stoked about seeing him. Its been about a year since the last time i saw him. WOOT. After all of our shenanigans I shall just sit around OIA waiting for my 730ish flight to take off. I know... its such a freaking long time to wait, but i packed plenty of reading materials, i downloaded about 150 additional songs onto my iPod, and considering all the sleep i'm doing right now, i'll probably find a corner in which to crash (i'm not ashamed!).
At approx. 930 I will be taxiing? into Boston's Logan International Airport where I will be met with a horde of screaming fans (umm or just Cheryl, and possibly Maia and Val) and all there is after that is 6 days of awesomeness with 2 old friends from HS (and others im sure).
My uncle Jay has already been warned that he MUST take us (cheryl and I and Jane and my cousin Peter) to the AMAZING Indian Restaurant called Diva (for those of you familiar with the area, its in Somerville at Davis Square...AHHHmazing!) THEN, on the 9th my journey begins as my uncle Steve (the crazy one) picks me up in Boston and drives me to MAINE, yes folks, thats right, next stop Maine!! Upon reaching our destination we will bunk up at this hot little B&B right on the Harbor and await the maiden voyage of the new MaineCat 41 that my dad and Karen have named "Juust Right"...yes that is an allusion, my father, a lover of great literature...yeah...
As soon as my dad is sure that he knows how to use all of the fancy equipment we set sail for a 10ish day journey on the sea. You see, its funny, we used to have this little Boston Whaler, and we could sail that thing like it was our job, but now with all of this new fangled computerized stuff its so freaking confusing. But, I suppose were better safe, than sorry.
We'll probably stop at a dozen or so little towns along the way to our destination, Manchester, MA. I'm trying to convince my dad to grow some cajones and sail SE toward the Cape. I haven't been there for years, and I'd love to go check out good ole Welfleet and see some family. Then its back to Boston and after some visiting with my dad's sister Chris I fly home. I'm not all that stoked about hanging out in Manchester with Chris. Shes kind of boring, but shes family, and i love her, so boring will have to suffice for a day or so. But its weird, she didnt even invite us to stay with her, she just gave us the number of the inn where she booked us rooms. How sweet...my dad's family is wacky!
As soon as I get home i must get to work packing my apartment and painting and all that jazz and then July 22nd I move into Hunter's Creek...YAY.
Well, Brandon, I hope you appreciate this entirely too long post, and if you dont get this far...well shame on you:)
AND...on a side note, why are all my friends in Europe? Just wondering.
last thing I swear!! I've given up on trying to post photos on this crazy thing, but if you're interested you can check out my dads website for the boat aptly named www.juustright.com yes, there really are two u's in the name. Sound it out:) anways, shes a beaut!
After that its back to my apartment to grab my luggage and do the last run through of my apartment, make sure i got all the important stuff, take out the trash, etc. AND THEN off to the Orlando Airport where I will spend almost all of the day. ew. Well, see, my friend TJ (or teej as I like to refer to him as) is coming in to do a show at Seaside. SO, i am meeting him at the airport where we will dine, and just spend some quality teej and ady time together. I'm so stoked about seeing him. Its been about a year since the last time i saw him. WOOT. After all of our shenanigans I shall just sit around OIA waiting for my 730ish flight to take off. I know... its such a freaking long time to wait, but i packed plenty of reading materials, i downloaded about 150 additional songs onto my iPod, and considering all the sleep i'm doing right now, i'll probably find a corner in which to crash (i'm not ashamed!).
At approx. 930 I will be taxiing? into Boston's Logan International Airport where I will be met with a horde of screaming fans (umm or just Cheryl, and possibly Maia and Val) and all there is after that is 6 days of awesomeness with 2 old friends from HS (and others im sure).
My uncle Jay has already been warned that he MUST take us (cheryl and I and Jane and my cousin Peter) to the AMAZING Indian Restaurant called Diva (for those of you familiar with the area, its in Somerville at Davis Square...AHHHmazing!) THEN, on the 9th my journey begins as my uncle Steve (the crazy one) picks me up in Boston and drives me to MAINE, yes folks, thats right, next stop Maine!! Upon reaching our destination we will bunk up at this hot little B&B right on the Harbor and await the maiden voyage of the new MaineCat 41 that my dad and Karen have named "Juust Right"...yes that is an allusion, my father, a lover of great literature...yeah...
As soon as my dad is sure that he knows how to use all of the fancy equipment we set sail for a 10ish day journey on the sea. You see, its funny, we used to have this little Boston Whaler, and we could sail that thing like it was our job, but now with all of this new fangled computerized stuff its so freaking confusing. But, I suppose were better safe, than sorry.
We'll probably stop at a dozen or so little towns along the way to our destination, Manchester, MA. I'm trying to convince my dad to grow some cajones and sail SE toward the Cape. I haven't been there for years, and I'd love to go check out good ole Welfleet and see some family. Then its back to Boston and after some visiting with my dad's sister Chris I fly home. I'm not all that stoked about hanging out in Manchester with Chris. Shes kind of boring, but shes family, and i love her, so boring will have to suffice for a day or so. But its weird, she didnt even invite us to stay with her, she just gave us the number of the inn where she booked us rooms. How sweet...my dad's family is wacky!
As soon as I get home i must get to work packing my apartment and painting and all that jazz and then July 22nd I move into Hunter's Creek...YAY.
Well, Brandon, I hope you appreciate this entirely too long post, and if you dont get this far...well shame on you:)
AND...on a side note, why are all my friends in Europe? Just wondering.
last thing I swear!! I've given up on trying to post photos on this crazy thing, but if you're interested you can check out my dads website for the boat aptly named www.juustright.com yes, there really are two u's in the name. Sound it out:) anways, shes a beaut!