Lucky thirteen. The theme of this weekend was boob sweat the arrival of summer weather. I love the heat. My dog? He’s over it. The weekend according to Instagram XIII Friday (I’ve decided to start weekends a bit early and lead with Fridays) was Pen Pal Day! at the middle school where I volunteer. Highlights included a harp performance, breakfast with my seventh grade pal, and an outdoor sing-a-long. Saturday…
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Today: Goods from the garden.
[tweetmeme source=”elizabethev” only_single=false]When I walk around my parents’ garden, I can’t help but think that, despite wanting to living in Southie forever and ever, there are advantages to being in the suburbs. For example: You can walk around barefoot without needing a precautionary tetanus shot…
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Today: Ring the bell.
[tweetmeme source=”elizabethev” only_single=false] This weekend I found myself goin’ to the chapel, because my brother’s getting ma-a-a-ried. And because his future wife is so great, we needed to celebrate her at least one more time before their big day. My mom hosted a little shower…
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Today: Help with the harvest
I spent Friday morning unplugged and getting my hands dirty in the garden. In the middle of the city. Though it wasn’t intentional, I wore the perfect shoes for celebrating Obama’s reception of the Nobel Peace Prize. Since these moccasins worked so well during my…