Dawn, Mike, Brendan, and Danni came down today. They arrived around 11 this morning, since there was evidently a shitload of fog in Vermont. We trotted around the aquarium for the better part of the day and my feet are killing me. I wish we got into Boston more. I love walking around the city. I totally want to go in once the leaves start turning and just walk around. It's sad how close Steven and I live and we never go in.
Anyhow, the aquarium was good. It's always fun to go to and I love seeing the sharks. Elliott was pretty well behaved, except right at the end, when he was licking his fingers and smearing them on the glass, getting Christ knows how many awful germs in his mouth. We traipsed through Faniuel Hall and I saw a couple rings I liked. Much as I love mine, the marcasites are falling out and Steven's been talking about upgrading my ring anyhow. Of course, everything I liked was too big or too small. Figures.
We had dinner in the Pru, at California Pizza Kitchen, because Cheesecake Factory had an insane wait. No way did I want to wait an hour for dinner. If anyone goes there, their new Shrimp Scampi pizza is pretty good. I think I liked it more than Steven. We also had an awesome glass of merlot that put me well on my way to under the table.
I didn't get to the Kitty House, but maybe next week-end if I still have money? I have to pay the cable bill probably Tuesday. The electric bill is due Oct. 4th, but I want to pay that before then, too. I wish the store had more set up to do. I'm going to miss the regular money. Hopefully someone will leave cafe or music or something and I can get some more normal house than 4 to midnight or 6:30 to midnight. Annoying. Like anyone in Hingham will come in after 9. I hope the decide to change the hours after Christmas.
My feet hurt. Boo. I'm also super tired all of a sudden.
Anyhow, the aquarium was good. It's always fun to go to and I love seeing the sharks. Elliott was pretty well behaved, except right at the end, when he was licking his fingers and smearing them on the glass, getting Christ knows how many awful germs in his mouth. We traipsed through Faniuel Hall and I saw a couple rings I liked. Much as I love mine, the marcasites are falling out and Steven's been talking about upgrading my ring anyhow. Of course, everything I liked was too big or too small. Figures.
We had dinner in the Pru, at California Pizza Kitchen, because Cheesecake Factory had an insane wait. No way did I want to wait an hour for dinner. If anyone goes there, their new Shrimp Scampi pizza is pretty good. I think I liked it more than Steven. We also had an awesome glass of merlot that put me well on my way to under the table.
I didn't get to the Kitty House, but maybe next week-end if I still have money? I have to pay the cable bill probably Tuesday. The electric bill is due Oct. 4th, but I want to pay that before then, too. I wish the store had more set up to do. I'm going to miss the regular money. Hopefully someone will leave cafe or music or something and I can get some more normal house than 4 to midnight or 6:30 to midnight. Annoying. Like anyone in Hingham will come in after 9. I hope the decide to change the hours after Christmas.
My feet hurt. Boo. I'm also super tired all of a sudden.