Jacked up on coffee on Friday, I was startled almost off the road when I noticed a baboon standing in a neighbor's front yard. As I whizzed by, I took a second look. Not a baboon. A fake scarecrow. D'oh!
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One woman's reflections on the pursuit of a good life
"Sooner or later we all discover that the important moments in life are not the advertised ones, not the birthdays, the graduations, the weddings, not the great goals achieved. The real milestones are less prepossessing. They come to the door of memory unannounced, stray dogs that amble in, sniff around a bit, and simply never leave. Our lives are measured by these."
--Susan B. Anthony
National Parks I've visited
Things I HAVE to do
- Make exercise schedule/regiment
- BREATHE
Wish list
G & J Adventures
- NEW! Epcot meets Nashville
- Beaujolais Nouveau Harvest Party 2013
- Plimoth Plantation for Thanksgiving with the Pilgrims
- Seven course tasting dinner at Brasserie JO
- Grand Opening of Massachusetts' First Wegmans!
- Cape Cod road trip
- Old Canada Scenic Byway
- Cirque du Soleil: Le Chemins Invisibles
- Oktoberfest in Munich 2009
- Lunch for dinner with Robert Mondavi at Not Your Average Joe's
- Four course dinner and cupping event at Tastings Wine Bar and Bistro courtesy of Green Mountain Coffee
- The New York State Fair
- The Marshfield Fair
- Discovering the secret of the mummy's tomb
- Lunch with the Paw Sox Manager
- Las Vegas in the East
- Providential water fire
- Pawtucket Red Sox Games
- Cooperstown, NY
- Red Sox on Patriot's Day
- Geocaching
- Uppity culture
- High Tea at the Boston Harbor Hotel
- Ahhh...Formaggio!
- Valley of Fire Desert State Park
- Blue Man Group (for free!)
- Poetry Slam at the Cantab
- Darwin Exhibit at the Museum of Science
- Las Vegas in the East
2 comments:
Drive slower. There are scooters everywhere.
I love my comment. I stopped here to see what you had written lately and noticed that there was a comment on this post. I didn't remember leaving one before, so I clicked to see what it was and I am struck by my genuis. Yay, me. And you, of course.
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