Well, try not to hurt yourself
Julie came up from Smith on Friday to visit for the weekend. Carly and Igo were out of town and Ha had booked herself pretty well solid with work, so we wound up hanging out with Grady a lot. It was nice; I hadn't seen Grady in a month and I saw him 3 days in a row. Grady and Julie also make for the perfect combination of "Open" craziness, without being at all dotdot about it. Grady also miraculously completely understands the dotdot story, which was fucking hilarious.
At the annual bbq I nearly took my face off with a firework because I thought I hadn't lit the fuse properly. Fortunately I am completely intact and have learned my lesson: as soon as you light the fuse walk away, even if you aren't sure if it's actually lit or not. Speaking of the bbq, I look forward to that meal all year long - pulled pork sandwiches to completely knock your socks off. Fuck vegetarian tendencies - pulled pork is where it's at.
Someone *coughmyfathercough* thought it would be nice of us to drive Julie back to Smith yesterday afternoon so that she wouldn't have to take the bus. This was a bad decision all around because Sunday afternoons in the summer are always always the worst time to try to drive from Maine to Mass, and Sunday afternoons directly after the 4th of July are particularly hellish. It took 2 hours to drive 50 miles on 95 south before we bailed and got on back roads for the rest of the trip. Friggin' tourists - how dare you bring money into the state! You clog up our roads! Yick. I saw Smith for about 5 minutes total before we had to leave. Drove past the 'Burn, but that was about it. I want to go back. An hour might be nice if I'm not in a huge rush like last night.
At the annual bbq I nearly took my face off with a firework because I thought I hadn't lit the fuse properly. Fortunately I am completely intact and have learned my lesson: as soon as you light the fuse walk away, even if you aren't sure if it's actually lit or not. Speaking of the bbq, I look forward to that meal all year long - pulled pork sandwiches to completely knock your socks off. Fuck vegetarian tendencies - pulled pork is where it's at.
Someone *coughmyfathercough* thought it would be nice of us to drive Julie back to Smith yesterday afternoon so that she wouldn't have to take the bus. This was a bad decision all around because Sunday afternoons in the summer are always always the worst time to try to drive from Maine to Mass, and Sunday afternoons directly after the 4th of July are particularly hellish. It took 2 hours to drive 50 miles on 95 south before we bailed and got on back roads for the rest of the trip. Friggin' tourists - how dare you bring money into the state! You clog up our roads! Yick. I saw Smith for about 5 minutes total before we had to leave. Drove past the 'Burn, but that was about it. I want to go back. An hour might be nice if I'm not in a huge rush like last night.