10 on Tuesday

1. I think I’ve spent the entire last week not being sure what day of the week it is. I spent about half of the day today thinking it was Wednesday and the other half knowing it was Tuesday. It made sense last week when it was a 4-day work week, but there’s no good explanation for it this week.
2. Last night when I packed my gym bag I didn’t pack my sneakers. On Tuesdays there is a yoga class at 5:30, and I really love the instructor…since I was going to yoga I didn’t need sneakers. I spent all day today wishing I had packed my sneakers because I really felt like running on the treadmill after work (what?! I know. Who actually wants to run on a treadmill?). The afternoon slowly ticked away, I headed to the gym, changed into my yoga clothes, and I went to sign in….and the woman working at the front desk told me that yoga was cancelled. And I couldn’t run on the treadmill because I hadn’t packed my sneakers.
3. The bright side is that I got home early enough and had time to make a real dinner, do the dishes, and clean up the kitchen. That was nice, especially since it doesn’t happen very often now that I’m going to the gym after work.
4. If you haven’t seen The Social Network, you should put it in your Netflix queue, hit Redbox, or do whatever you do to see DVDs these days. It’s a good movie (hush Leyre, you’re the only one in America that doesn’t think so) – interesting story, well acted, well edited. Also, shot in Boston! Also also, who else thinks that when Trent Reznor was giving his Oscar acceptance speech, he should have told David Fincher that he wanted to thank him like an animal? Anyway, I recently came across The World Is Obsessed With Facbeook, a quick video that shows the scope of what Facebook has become, which seems so have a lot more impact when you know at least a little bit of the story of how it all got started. Which is why you should watch The Social Network if you haven’t already.
5. I’m pretty sure I’ve talked about My Milk Toof before, but in case I haven’t you need to check it out. It cracks me up on a regular basis. Also, there’s a book coming out this month, which is super awesome. And for your viewing enjoyment and to get a taste of the awesomeness of Ickle and Lardee, watch this video that was put together for the book promo.
6. Barley is passed out in my lap right now. His front paws and head are draped over my right forearm, and he doesn’t react at all when they move as I’m typing. He must be extra pooped, probably from the excitement of having a GIANT plastic shopping bag to play in/with/under for the last few days. The bag has been migrating from the hallway to the kitchen and back again, and sometimes when you walk be the bag all unsuspecting, a cat jumps out and scares the daylights out of you. Apparently scaring the crap out of me is awesome fun if you have four legs and a tail that won’t stop twitching.
7. Today being March 1st, I’m really cutting it close with accomplishing stuff from my Winter To Do List! I’ve kept up the crock pot cooking, but I’ve been slacking off on everything else on the list. It’s going to be a busy first few weeks of March!
8. Speaking of a busy March, the social calendar seems to have filled up faster this month than usual as well. Baby showers and birthday parties and friends in town, yikes! It should be fun, and I think I’ve managed to space things out enough to not end up completely worn out and overwhelmed.
9. The weather has been more tolerable lately, as well, which helps with the not being overwhelmed bit. I feel like the winter can’t really be ending because we haven’t had any extended cold snaps yet. There were only a few short spells of below zero days, and even those were few and far between. Is it really possible we’ll escape a New England weather without me whining about wanting to move to a warmer climate?
10. Maybe the lesson learned this winter is to always buy an awesome new winter coat halfway through. I mean, how can you be grumpy when you get to put on a super cute, super warm coat with a faux fur trimmed hood every morning? Right? Or has someone been sneaking Prozac into my drinking water?

Rear View

I rarely ride on the last car of the T, but like any good prewalker I waited exactly where I needed to on the Central platform to get off exactly where I needed to at the Downtown Crossing platform in order to be nearest to the exit I wanted in order to minimize having to be outside for the walk to my destination…which lead to me sagging the seat at the very rear of the train, and having this view as we crossed the salt and pepper bridge.

Downtown Train

Tonight was girls night and after work I hopped on the train to head to Canton and meet Leyre at her place (where I was lucky enough to have dinner with the adorable Orly before we headed out).  It’s funny spending more time in Canton again, after not doing much of that for a long time after my parents sold the house we grew up in there. Taking the train is a crazy twenty minute ride through memories from the last fifteen years. 
Riding along the Southwest Corridor Park reminds me of when Pete and I used to run together after work – we’d keep pace for the first mile or so, and then when I couldn’t take it any more he would take off ahead of me, and pass me after he had turned around and I was still chugging along like the pokey runner I am. Passing through Hyde Park and Readville reminds me of trips to the pediatrician when I was little, and of dropping Jennifer off at a summer job she had in that building on the corner where the road turns 90 degrees…in a building that’s being converted to condos now. 
The Route 128 Station…I can’t even count all the memories that brings back. I remember when they redid the station and suddenly there were vending machines! With candy in them! That we could ride our bikes to! They had those creme filled caramels that start out rock hard and then end up gluing your mouth shut with their stickiness after a minute. I remember giving Whitters, Mails, and the rest of the “Down Under Up Over Tour” girls instructions to get off the train there when they were finally able to get out of New York City after 9/11 and they needed hugs and home cooked meals desperately. 

Fifteen years ago we were catching trains into Boston and hanging out at The Garage in Harvard Square because it was the cool thing to do. Now I’m riding the opposite direction, from my job in the financial district to my best friend’s place, where her husband lets me in and we have dinner with her eighteen month old daughter before meeting up with another friend, who helped her husband put their four year old and eighteen month old to bed before meeting us for deliciously potent beverages and a movie.

Some times it’s funny to think how much things have changed. Most times it’s awesome to think about how some things have stayed the same, and how those awesome people are still in my life, and more awesome than ever.

On Broadway

We headed over to SoWa Open Market after lunch (pizza at Quincy’s one and only Alumni Cafe), which means we got off the T at the Broadway stop. Which is one of my favorites, because every time I’m there I notice another one of these tiles that I hadn’t noticed before, and because it has this amazing symmetry that makes for good pictures.


I took the commuter rail out to Wellesley to cheer on the 3 Day walkers. They had okay weather to start the day, but got poured on in the afternoon. :(