Not going to Florida

Remember my post at the beginning of August about the silly Vera Bradley contest? Yeah, I didn’t win. BUT, I ended up with 2,383 votes! So thanks to everyone who voted once or every.single.day.every.single.hour. It was fun to “compete.” I was always around the 16th-19th place. So I ended up #16 out of 240-something entries.…

Meet me on Bog Road

When J and I bought our bikes at the REI Garage Sale in August, I have to admit, I really thought they’d just collect pollen. J intended to commute to work, but since he loathes mornings, I couldn’t picture him getting up and jumping on his bike to ride. Luckily, I was wrong! Instead, he’s…

Welcome fall

J & I spent Saturday exploring Mt. Greylock State Reservation in Mass, which happens to be the location of the highest point in Massachusetts. You can drive up to the top got $2, or you can be cool like us and hike (and save $2). Bagged and tagged that peak. I was pleasantly surprised with…

On school bus stops

For your viewing pleasure, I’ve updated this post with different pictures … I ran by many schoolchildren waiting for the bus this morning and it brought back painful memories. You see, I went to Catholic school through 8th grade. And even though my bus stop was 5 houses down from mine, my mom INSISTED she…

Girl time

J may not have had a good weekend, but I sure did! Shadow, my friend from college, lives in a beautiful area of NY. Lots of opportunities for outdoor recreation. Too bad she and the outdoors are barely acquaintances. We of course had our share of girl talk and girl time and laughs (she tells…

Thumbs, gums

J’s thumbs have been replaced. Except they put his left thumb on the right. Anyways, he is in pain and drugged up. I’m such a wonderful wife that I am leaving this weekend to visit with Shadow in NY. Can someone else check on him? Thanks!!! I gave McKinley explicit instructions, but he just looked…

The Telephone Game

I had a conversation with my mom the other day and for 15 whole minutes, we both were talking about different things and didn’t know it. Mind you, my mom was driving and talking on her cell phone. My sister can appreciate this, but when my mom is driving and talking on her cell phone,…

Baxter State Park

J & I returned from our trip to Baxter State Park in Maine and I feel like this could spread across multiple posts with all we did!For the ADHD type, here’s the short version of the trip—Moose sightings=1Miles hiked=20+Nights camped=3Days without shower=4Number of outhouse visits=14Mysterious bites on body=17Hail in the face while on top of…

What’s that foul stench?

We generally smell a skunk here and there during the summer, but this week has been particularly bad. It was actually waking me from my deep slumber. So yesterday, ShortShorts shot the culprit. Cheer! Anyone know a good recipe? KIDDING. We’re off to the backwoods of northern Maine for outdoor adventures! Tropical Storm Danny, please…

Crabfest, err, Meatfest

I think we need to rename our annual tradition of going down to the Chesapeake Bay area to meet up with J’s friends from the Prep. For one, the crabs were missing this year. Well, they weren’t missing, but we just didn’t bother to go crabbing. Funny thing, out of the 20+ people who come…

Destination New York

Today we drove to New York for a concert. Like they did 40 years ago. But it wasn’t Woodstock. Not even close. We hit 2 more Vermont breweries on the way. Maple Leaf Malt & Brewing Co. in Wilmington and Madison Brewing Co. in Bennington. Met a man who just opened a bakery, so we…

The Garden

More stories about ShortShorts, our infamous landlord, have been requested, so here’s one for you. Right now, he (in his short shorts) is out in the yard (which my office window faces) lighting fire to the pear and apple trees. Then tasting the fruit. A Hungarian ritual? Boy am I learning so much about gardening…

Jam-packed weekend

Hallmark4Ever & GoodEgg left the babe at home for a quick jaunt to NH. Friday night: cocktails and lobster. They were technically lobster virgins, so the thought of watching the live lobster cook caused them to be a little squeamish, but forgot all about it once they tasted the succulent meat of Mr. Lobster (still…