Somehow I now have a 30 year old daughter today. It seems impossible to me and I think to her
too. When I was 30 years she was already 5 and knowing us now as parents she
wonders how she made it this far. She came into the world 30 years ago cautious
and wary because the place looked scary. She turned out to be an organized
organizer. She would line things up at an early age to create order. The couch
pillows would be in a line on the floor. Her dolls would be lined up from tall
to small. The ribbons she won, the bugs she caught, and the shells from the
beach looked best to Amber if they were lined up and in order. She's a list
maker too going back from the time she could write.
Even though by nature she's cautious she likes to explore
and try things. She's a good listener and after someone speaks what is on their
mind she'll give honest and practical advice. Being so organized you may think
she would be an engineer and like numbers but instead she likes words, books
and poetry (and ice cream). She's an artist, a writer, and a wonderful daughter. Happy Birthday Amber, I'm really glad you
showed up 30 years ago.Androscoggin Bloggin
Thursday, October 17, 2013
Wednesday, July 3, 2013
Baseball and still learning life lessons
Last night
Eva and I went to Fenway Park to see the Red Sox beat the San Diego
Padres. Despite the $8.50 Budweiser’s we
had a wonderful time. The threat of rain held off and it was a perfecto summer
night of baseball at Fenway.
So you would
think at age 55 and having been taking advantage of numerous times that I would
learn the warning signs before it happens. Well…I’m not there yet. We drove in
to Boston looking to park in one of the lots around Fenway. There he was standing
in front of the Howard Johnson Inn on Boylston Street, rotating his right hand
like a softball pitcher and pointing into the parking lot. There was the official sign attached to the
fence which read: Parking for $45. I pulled up, rolled down my window and asked
how much? He said $40…little warning
bell number one went off in the back of my head (why $5 less?). I replied $40
in an “are you kidding me voice” and he replied smoothly, yes most of the other
lots will charge you $60. As I’m about to hand him the $40 I asked don’t I get
a parking pass for my window? He said no, no pass needed just pull into the right.
With little warning bell number two now ringing in my head I looked him square
in the eye and asked “Are you legit?” He firmly replied Yes, I work for this organization
pointing to Howard Johnson’s. Minus the uniform
he looked the part. At this very moment as
the warning bells in my head were getting louder I was also feeling the
pressure of blocking traffic on Boylston Street with the back end of my car and
pedestrians on the sidewalk with the front end. So I handed him the $40, the
bells now very loud in my head, but he stops the pedestrians on the sidewalk
and guides me in. As I’m driving down to
the back of the lot I’m looking at my side view mirror to see him walk across the sidewalk and disappear into the streets of Boston. I said Damn it Eva….we just got screwed. I was pissed at myself for not reading my gut
quick enough.
So now what?
Well we parked the car in the spot I paid for and walked to the Citizens Public House for a very tasty burger before the game. After the game we walked back to
the car expecting A) a boot on the wheel, B) it towed away, or C) a $200
ticket. The car was still there so option
B was dismissed. There was no boot on the wheel so option A was dismissed but
there was something sticking in behind the wiper blade. It seemed like option C
was going to be the answer but when we pulled out the paper from behind the
blade it was only a warning notice from Howard Johnson’s saying the lot was for
Authorized Guests Only and that all violators will be towed at their own
expense. The baseball gods were with
us. We didn’t get towed or ticketed and
even saved $5 on the price of parking.
Another lesson learned. Can I be
done now? Let’s Go Red Sox.
Tuesday, May 28, 2013
A Beauty Morning in Magnolia
I had a nice walk on the beach in Magnolia this morning. It reminds me that I do miss the ocean at times. There has been a small seal on the beach for a few days which looks like it is finally making its way back to the water. There's been a few volunteers with the New England Aquarium keeping watch to make sure people and dogs don't get too close.
On the way back I popped into Dunkin Donuts for a coffee and a chocolate donut. Right now life is good.
Monday, May 20, 2013
A visit to North Carolina
Last week I was in Durham North Carolina visiting Tommie and
Amber. We ate a lot of food like Chicken
and Waffles. I was skeptical of this combination at first but it was surprisingly
good.
We listened to live music while we
ate smoked barbeque.
We went swimming at Falls Lake and ate frozen yogurt.
We walked around the fabulous Duke Gardens.
We walked the American Tobacco
Trail and didn’t smoke.
Saturday, March 9, 2013
Maple Sugaring Time
Maple Sugar Bucket |
Wednesday, February 27, 2013
Raking the Roof
Raking the Roof |
It just started snowing here about an hour ago and is supposed to last into the day tomorrow. Anyone who wants a free lesson in how to rake a roof just show up at my house on Saturday. Allow yourself three and a half hours for this lesson.
Sunday, February 24, 2013
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