If you follow me on Twitter, you know that I just got back from Boston on Friday after 2.5 weeks up in that neck of the woods (literally). Well, it was off to an interested start. On June 4, I missed my flight out because I had it in my head that I needed to be at the airport at 10. Do you know when my flight actually was? 10. So I got in much later than originally planned.
June 5 was my birthday. I spent part of it working at Starbucks – I know have an actual editorial calendar; how exciting is that? – and then celebrated that night with my family. My mom surprised me and invited two friends of mine from college who live in Boston, Liesel and Tiffany. I was so happy to see them!
The day after my birthday was my mom’s birthday. My sister and I took her to a spa for manicures, we met up with my dad for lunch, and that night we took her to yoga and then a picnic in the park. My sister then left for Europe for 3 weeks on Sunday, June 8, and on that Monday, my mom took me shopping for my birthday. To see everything that I got, check out my birthday haul video!
My trip involved a lot of animal snuggles. My parents have a cat, Abby, and two dogs. the King Charles spaniel is Piper, and the Bernese mountain dog is Gus.
I had my infusion on Wednesday, June 11, and then went up to Maine for the weekend on that Friday. (Infusion recovery was a struggle and a half, per usual, so I did pretty much nothing for a while.) One thing I love about going to New England is having Poland Spring raspberry lime sparkling water. Sounds strange, but it’s something that I love. My Maine weekend also involved going to the Brad Paisley concert and seeing my best friend from high school, but I already wrote a post about that, so I won’t rehash it here.
My trip also involved a fair amount of genealogy. My mom is currently working on research about her side of the family. We already know literally a binder full of information about my dad’s side, since my great aunt did all the research. (I may write about that in the future because it’s so interesting.) Since my step-great grandfather died in the fall, my family has been able to get into my great-grandmother’s house and really dig around for the first time since she died nearly 30 years ago. My mom now has the naturalization papers from the early twentieth century, the family Bible, etc. I find this all fascinating because genealogy and history has always interested me.
And, of course, would a summer trip to New England really be complete without a Red Sox game? Absolutely not! My mom and I went to an afternoon game last Wednesday and watched the Red Sox defeat the Twins 2-1. It was 0-0 until the tenth inning, and then the Twins got a homerun. At the bottom of the tenth, Ortiz (aka Big Papi) hit a homer, immediately followed by Napoli hitting another one. Everyone went crazy. It was wonderful. I have a very, very, very special place in my heart for the Red Sox, and I’m so glad I could be there. Plus, I witnessed Lackey pitching for NINE STRAIGHT INNINGS and only letting up 3 hits and 1 walk. That was incredible.
Even though I was up there for around 17 days, I didn’t do a whole lot. My infusion took a lot out of me, and then I overdid it at the Paisley concert and spent the following days recovering from that. I may have had my infusion, but it won’t really kick in for another two weeks or so. Given that, I was able to do a whole lot. But I didn’t get to spend as much time as I would have liked to with friends who were in town, or my family. With my dad working during the week and having a business trip, and then with me not feeling well, I didn’t get to see him as much as I would have liked. I’ll take what I can get, but I’m definitely glaring at my arthritis right now.
Enough with that. Have a great week!