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devilgrrlNot quite sure what, exactly, it was, but there was just some absolutely horrible screaming coming from the woods. Surfice to say, I think I am definitely avoiding walking in the park next to the apartment.
Dawn and Mike went home yesterday. It's been insane the last couple of days. They got here Saturday morning. We ended up going to the beach and having dinner with my mother and Bruce that evening. Sunday, we went out to lunch and I took them to the Plaza for a couple hours. Monday, they went into the city and we were rained out of the Rox game-- not a horrible loss, though they actually won that one.
That screaming is still coming up in fits and starts and it's starting to creep me out. It only sounds like one person now, not a bunch.
Tuesday night, we went to my first professional baseball game. Fenway Park is a complete zoo, but I had a pretty good time. I have a picture from the game and Dawn's going to burn me a CD of a couple other ones she took. The Sox beat the Blue Jays 5 to 4. I'd go back. We're somewhat talking about possibly getting a 10 game package for next year.
Yesterday, we went to the Aquarium and the North End in the afternoon before we saw them off. I haven't been to the city this much in ages.
I have a calligraphy sample to get done for Joan and Donna at some point. It's been so damned busy, I haven't even had a chance to find my pens.
We have a funeral to go to Sunday, as well. Steven's uncle died Tuesday night.
Speaking of, I wonder where he is...
Dawn and Mike went home yesterday. It's been insane the last couple of days. They got here Saturday morning. We ended up going to the beach and having dinner with my mother and Bruce that evening. Sunday, we went out to lunch and I took them to the Plaza for a couple hours. Monday, they went into the city and we were rained out of the Rox game-- not a horrible loss, though they actually won that one.
That screaming is still coming up in fits and starts and it's starting to creep me out. It only sounds like one person now, not a bunch.
Tuesday night, we went to my first professional baseball game. Fenway Park is a complete zoo, but I had a pretty good time. I have a picture from the game and Dawn's going to burn me a CD of a couple other ones she took. The Sox beat the Blue Jays 5 to 4. I'd go back. We're somewhat talking about possibly getting a 10 game package for next year.
Yesterday, we went to the Aquarium and the North End in the afternoon before we saw them off. I haven't been to the city this much in ages.
I have a calligraphy sample to get done for Joan and Donna at some point. It's been so damned busy, I haven't even had a chance to find my pens.
We have a funeral to go to Sunday, as well. Steven's uncle died Tuesday night.
Speaking of, I wonder where he is...