I have been really bad at blogging. The past month has gone something like this...
Hung out in Florence. (Kentucky, not Italy. I wish.) Came back to Boston for a whole week. Worked. Stressed. Had gym time. Happy hour'ed. Flew to Washington DC. Stayed the week in Maryland. Worked. Ate. Hot-tubbed after hours. Came back to Boston. Partied it up with some of the Boston kids. Ordered some cute boots that I have not officially seen yet. (Had to have them shipped to the store because I am never home. Haven't been in town to pick them up.) Got a hair cut from a large Boston man named Louie. Had more gym time. Flew back to DC. Stayed the week. ATE CUPCAKES. (Famous cupcakes.) About died from sugar overdose. And food overdose in general. Came back to Boston. Carried leftover cupcakes on the plane. Ate one more just now.
I CANNOT BELIEVE that summer is almost over! This unhappy truth just occurred to me this morning when I heard some radio show host talking about how Labor Day being the end of summer. And that's like a week away. What! Sooo not ready for cold weather again. It honestly feels like it was just fall a few weeks ago, and now it's going to be fall again.
Which reminds me that next week is mine and Boston's one-year anniversary. I will be celebrating on the West Coast, though. Next week is vacation-time. Funny enough, I spend so much time traveling for work, and what am I going to do on vacation? Travel. To California / Portland / Seattle.
Less than 36 hours to go and a TON of stuff to do. Would like to stay up late tonight and accomplish some of these things, but I swear to you that I can barely keep my eyes open. All-nighter tomorrow? I think so.
Thursday, August 26, 2010
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