Today Tom and I are home, not working, enjoying the lovely sounds of lawn equipment. In only 2 short weeks we will have no reason not to sit at home. Oh, summer, I adore you.
Actually, in 2 weeks we will be sitting on an airplane headed toward Boston. Boston! Vacation! Exciting times. We are visiting my friend Jenna who is saving the world through early childhood literacy work. She has generously agreed to host us for the long weekend Tom and I will be visiting and in return we are going to make Jenna do fun touristy Boston things (such as throw tea in the harbor). Also, we are going to play cribbage in a Boston park. So everyone wins in this situation.
A short time ago Jenna wrote a blog about me and that was very nice. I didn't want to be a copy-cat so I didn't write about her, but then I thought that was silly so I will write about her now. Also, hopefully the coffee sets in while I am writing or the whole blog will be wordy and confusing.
Jenna and I met during college; it was my second year and her first year at U of O (her third year of college though- she transferred from SOU). We lived down the hall from each other and quickly learned that we enjoyed playing games together and being weird around our RA. After the dorm year we ended up in apartments across the courtyard from each other. Sadly, we didn't hang out as much as we should have during that summer (I can't remember why; work? school? travels?). Anyway, Jenna used to make food for fruit flies and has supplied me the majority of my boxes for moving, something I always think of when I see a box from the fruit fly food days. Now Jenna works in Boston and I'm looking forward to seeing her new city and HER. Maybe I'll whip up a present for her. Oh, that'd be nice.
In other news, the cats have found a new favorite toy. It's a giant box that once held a few wonderful gifts (including alphabet cookie cutters; post about those to follow in a few days). Pellinore is particularly fond of this box. He's always hanging out in it, running around it, and once even jumped on it (because it's empty it fell, startling him and teaching him not to do that again). I'm not sure if my mom reads this but if she does she should happy to know the grandcats love the box.
The Beginning/The End
11 years ago
I totally wrote that post because I saw your posts about some of your other buddies! So I was the copycat, not you.
ReplyDeleteThe pictures are new. I haven't told anyone about them but my mom, and that was because she kept bugging me to send photos of my Boston life. The bangs were a three month fling. I am now regrowing them.
This could have very well been an email to you instead of a long comment. Oh well.