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Good afternoon! Well, I had a really great weekend. It started out a bit questionable because we had to cancel our camping plans. We were going to be spending 2 nights camping up in Acadia National Park in Maine (Sat & Sun nights) after spending a night in a cushy hotel in Freeport, Maine (home of outlets outlets outlets and a huge 24-hour LL Bean store).
But after watching progressively worsening weather forecasts all week, I went home on Friday at 1 pm (yay for summer hours!) to pack, etc. Kevin and I looked at each other, and I could tell he was trying to gauge how disappointed I'd be if we just bagged the trip. Which is very unlike him (usually he's gung-ho in the face of things like bad weather reports) so I took it as a sign to mean the weather forecasts really were bad. And I agreed to bag it.
We still went to Freeport as it was too late to cancel and get any kind of refund on the hotel room there. We shopped and I dropped a little too much cash at the outlets. I bought the cutest trendy but practical sky blue shoes from Timberland. I also bought the softest yummy gray pants and cute sleeveless black top from J Crew (the source of all evil). We chowed down on some greasy greasy delicious food at a local brewpub and sampled their selection of two stouts. We split beer-battered mushrooms and garlic mashed potatoes, and I ate a half-rack of baby back ribs while Kevin had a steak and fried onion wrap. Mmmm, heaven!
We got up on Saturday morning, and the weather was as bad as it had been forecasted. Gray roiling clouds and rain coming down by the bucket. We didn't even bother trying to do something else in Maine--we just hopped on the highway and headed home, with a short stop at Target so I could buy these shoes which I had been drooling over:
Then we went home. The rest of the weekend was pretty uneventful but very nice. It involved reading, cuddling on the couch, watching movies and a marathon of Law & Order on TNT on Monday interspersed with the Red Sox beating the snot out of Clemens and the Yankees (GO SOX!), doing a jigsaw puzzle, and just general letting the rain make the whole weekend hazy and slow. It was good. Definitely a stress-beater!
I'm reading a book that is so good I haven't even been able to put it down. In fact, it was really hard to come to work this morning because I just wanted to sit some more on the couch and read it. It's called The Dive from Clausen's Pier. It's really not an "action" book, but it has made me think. And think. And think some more. I can relate to the main character so well which is a little scary since it is all about falling out of love with someone who you thought you'd always love, and taking a big leap away from the familiar safe life you have always led.
Not that I've fallen out of love or even am afraid I have. Just that it is so easy to tell myself that what I want is something safe, comfortable, and routine. And this book is a big reminder that maybe that's not what I want at all, and maybe I'd better be careful about what I wish for. I don't know. It's all a jumble of thoughts right now, but nonetheless, it has made me think. Which can't be bad. But does mean I'm a bit quiet and inward-looking at the moment.
But after watching progressively worsening weather forecasts all week, I went home on Friday at 1 pm (yay for summer hours!) to pack, etc. Kevin and I looked at each other, and I could tell he was trying to gauge how disappointed I'd be if we just bagged the trip. Which is very unlike him (usually he's gung-ho in the face of things like bad weather reports) so I took it as a sign to mean the weather forecasts really were bad. And I agreed to bag it.
We still went to Freeport as it was too late to cancel and get any kind of refund on the hotel room there. We shopped and I dropped a little too much cash at the outlets. I bought the cutest trendy but practical sky blue shoes from Timberland. I also bought the softest yummy gray pants and cute sleeveless black top from J Crew (the source of all evil). We chowed down on some greasy greasy delicious food at a local brewpub and sampled their selection of two stouts. We split beer-battered mushrooms and garlic mashed potatoes, and I ate a half-rack of baby back ribs while Kevin had a steak and fried onion wrap. Mmmm, heaven!
We got up on Saturday morning, and the weather was as bad as it had been forecasted. Gray roiling clouds and rain coming down by the bucket. We didn't even bother trying to do something else in Maine--we just hopped on the highway and headed home, with a short stop at Target so I could buy these shoes which I had been drooling over:
Then we went home. The rest of the weekend was pretty uneventful but very nice. It involved reading, cuddling on the couch, watching movies and a marathon of Law & Order on TNT on Monday interspersed with the Red Sox beating the snot out of Clemens and the Yankees (GO SOX!), doing a jigsaw puzzle, and just general letting the rain make the whole weekend hazy and slow. It was good. Definitely a stress-beater!
I'm reading a book that is so good I haven't even been able to put it down. In fact, it was really hard to come to work this morning because I just wanted to sit some more on the couch and read it. It's called The Dive from Clausen's Pier. It's really not an "action" book, but it has made me think. And think. And think some more. I can relate to the main character so well which is a little scary since it is all about falling out of love with someone who you thought you'd always love, and taking a big leap away from the familiar safe life you have always led.
Not that I've fallen out of love or even am afraid I have. Just that it is so easy to tell myself that what I want is something safe, comfortable, and routine. And this book is a big reminder that maybe that's not what I want at all, and maybe I'd better be careful about what I wish for. I don't know. It's all a jumble of thoughts right now, but nonetheless, it has made me think. Which can't be bad. But does mean I'm a bit quiet and inward-looking at the moment.