happy 4th!

I wish you the happiest 4th of july weekend filled with fireworks and BBQs, good friends and good times.

Boston has the most incredible 4th of July fireworks display I have ever seen. If you’re from Beantown, then you know, and if your not, it’s a sight to see. Spectacular music with the Boston Pops and fireworks exploding from the middle of the Charles river. I love that dirty water. It’s wicked.

What are you up to this weekend? I’m heading to Maine tomorrow for a few days of livin’ the way life should be. Vacationland, here I come.

Have a great one!

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my summer job

If you’re looking for me this summer, I’ll be hanging with this cutie in the afternoons around Boston. We’ll be museum hopping, bike riding through the Garden, and reading books at the Public Library.

I’m very happy to be earning a little extra cash, and one of those people that needs a little routine from day to day. I’m really not the sit-around-all-day-and-relax type. Although I like to pretend that I am, I can get pretty bored, pretty fast– especially when everyone else I know is working. This summer I’m filling my early mornings with yoga, my mid-mornings with Ellen on my couch, afternoons are with the little S, and early evenings are for doing what I please.

It’s a tough life, but someone’s gotta live it. And gosh-darnit, I deserve it. I worked my booty off this year!

Tuesday

Another Tuesday here in Boston means I’m headed to the Copley Farmers Market this afternoon. Tuesday is usually my least favorite day of the week, but in summer Tuesday brings a whole new meaning.

Tuesday means fresh chocolate chip banana bread. My favorite.

Tuesday means delicious red strawberries. Tastes like summer.

Tuesday means fresh flowers. I wonder what I will find today?

Tuesday means strolling through my favorite part of Boston.

Tuesday means fresh veggies and wonderful smelling herbs.

Tuesday means pastries. So sweet and satisfying.

Tuesday is a good day in summer.

Tuesday means happiness.

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lobster diving

Yesterday we took a drive up to Rockport so that Zan and his brother could go lobster diving. Yes, they actually put on wet suits, and dive down into the water to catch lobsters with their bare hands. They get a diving license every year and probably catch around 15-25 lobsters in a given summer.

It’s pretty sweet!

I like to go up to the beach with them on these days, to just sit in the sand with my book and enjoy the peace and quiet. They often go diving in a cove that’s off the beaten path of the popular beaches.

To be up in Rockport is a true sign that summer is here. Let’s savor it while we can.