Hi honey, I’m home!

We just got back last night. Pix to follow.

Sometimes when we’re on vacation, I have this horrible feeling that I’m going to come home and find that my cat has turned feral since we left.

Ben Franklin, where are you?

A few years ago, Matt and I went on Boston’s Ghosts and Gravestones Tour. It was silly and totally not scary, but it was a good time and the tour guides were hilarious. It also turned out to be somewhat educational…

…or so I thought.

We were fed misinformation on the Ghosts and Gravestones tour! While visiting the Granary Burying Ground, the tour guide pointed out some famous people’s graves, such as Mother Goose, Sam Adams…and Benjamin Franklin. Ben Franklin, cool.

But when doing the whole Liberty Bell tourist thing in Philly, we saw Benjamin Franklin’s grave.

Wait, whaaaat?

Didn’t we see Ben Franklin’s grave in Boston? Someone is lying to us!!! Who was the liar: Boston or Philadelphia?

Turns out, it was Boston. Wikipedia says. Our tour guide was wrong. It was not Benjamin Franklin’s grave, but it was probably a relative of his. How disappointing!!

Wawa

And oh yeah…can we please get some Wawas up near Boston? Pretty please??? Preferably one in West Newton?!?!?!

Hipadelphia

We just got home from a weekend trip to Philadelphia….and man, when did Philly get so hip?!

I grew up in New Jersey, somewhat in between NYC and Philly. We identified more with being New Yorkers…we were from Brooklyn, we were Mets fans, and we said “hero” not “hoagie.” We didn’t go to Philly often (well, it was far less safe in the ’80s) with the exception of a field trip here or there to the zoo or a museum. Before this weekend, I hadn’t been to Philly in over 10 years.

I couldn’t believe all the funky stores, hip dining establishments, and trendy bars that I saw! When did this happen? We went to a bar where I was surprised they let me in because I didn’t think I reached the coolness quotient required to enter.

Dunkin Donuts…bases not loaded!

Today I got an iced tea from Dunkin Donuts and I noticed there was a little peel-off sweepstakes thing on the cup. It was called Bases Loaded and I got a little code thing and it said to go to http://dunkindonuts.com/basesloaded, so I did, but it just rerouted me back to the main page, and there’s no info on the homepage about it. The contest doesn’t expire until 9/30, so what’s the deal?

I usually don’t even care about these types of contests but for some reason this is driving me absolutely batty. I’ve tried it four times today. It’s so annoying.

SIGH!!!!!

At least I have a $1 coupon for one of their flatbread sandwiches…not that I’m all that eager to try it after ordering one of their breakfast sandwiches in 2004 and finding it to be frozen solid in the middle.

Left foot, left foot, right foot, right. Feet in the morning, feet at night.

Well, I finally got a doctor to listen to me about my foot injury! Well, actually, it wasn’t even a doctor…it was a physician’s assistant. She pointed out that I had bruising going down from my shin to my foot. I have to wear a rather irksome splint. It’s not very comfortable and it was really awful during the heatwave…but I can already walk without pain! In fact, I am hoping to return to the gym today for some low impact exercise!

I already feel myself falling out of shape after 2 weeks without exercise!

School must be out!

I went to my local coffee shop this afternoon for some lunch and iced tea. Instead of the usual people working there, there were some teenagers. These teenagers called me “ma’am.”

SIGH. I guess I am a “ma’am.” 26 and married.

This just in: IT’S HOT

Ya know, I think I’m about ready for winter!!!!! I could definitely do without these 90+ days with high humidity.

Boston Sports Fans & the Emergency Room

Last night Matt sprained his ankle really badly and we thought it was broken (yes, that’s right, we both have foot injuries), so I took him to Newton-Wellesley Hospital. The Celtics game was on the TVs in there, and it really felt almost like I was in a sports bar as opposed to an emergency room waiting room. People in pain were discussing the game, wheeling over in wheelchairs to see the screen, asking the score.

Waiting fifteen minutes

It’s about 60 degrees right now. Dreary and rainy. I am wearing a sweater, corduroy pants, and warm socks with moose on them.

According to Wunderground.com exactly 24 hours from now it will be 92 degrees.

Wow.