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Finally swimsuit season


First of all, Happy Father’s Day!! We love you, Daddio Patio Furniture 🙂

Dad and his girls

This weekend was full of a lot of firsts. Gross, not that kind of firsts, geez. Let me explain.

1. Friday night I went out in Boston and explored new areas I’ve never been – mainly Kenmore square. I loved the feeling I had when I walked down Commonwealth Ave. Everytime I make it into a new part of the city, I wish I could move there. Boston just has this comfortable, picturesque essence to it that screams my name. My response? “Lower your rent, or wait until I win the lottery.” Needless to say, our relationship is a bit touch-and-go.
I ate at Eastern Standard and had the best time! The drink menu is out of this world – it could have been written in Arabic and I would have understood just as much. No simple gin and tonics here! I tried the Old Cuban (my favorite) and a Whiskey Smash (reeeeally generous on the smash….) For dinner, I had the steak tar tar followed by the lobster gnocchi. This girl’s classy 🙂

2. Saturday afternoon consisted of something that I never do. Riding bicycles. I know there’s a huge craze right now over indoor cycling, mainly SoulCycle, but sue me….it’s boring. Bikes just aren’t really my friend. And they make my bum hurt (do the seats reeeeally have to be that skinny??). But I put that aside and rented a real bike for the day to go with M and D on a trail ride. They biked the Minuteman Bike Trail before and raved about it, so I decided to switch up my workout routine on a Saturday and ride with them. It was beautiful! Through Arlington and into Lexington we rode, stopped for lunch, and flew back. We passed the cutest towns, huge ponds, lots of playgrounds, and marshy areas. The day was a little overcast and chilly, so the trail wasn’t too packed and we were able to zoom around as we liked 🙂  It was definitely a great way to spend the afternoon!

Minuteman Bikeway. Paul Revere actually rode a bike as the sign depicts. Little known fact.

3. Remember those awesome people I like to call my friends? Well they’re still cool. Sunday morning, we headed up to K’s house, after dropping off M at her all-year-long beach house, and had a much needed pool day. We left early to get there early because I had to leave early. Early. K’s wonderful parents made a fruit salad, homemade curry chicken salad, brie stuffed figs wrapped in prosciutto…what? Did drool just hit your keyboard too? It was delish! We were sooo grateful to get in our swim suits and soak in the sun. If even for a few hours, it was awesome. Thanksss K and family!

4. This cookie butter. Oh dear lord, I should have never bought this. It’s literally cookies trying to be peanut butter. I don’t know what to do with myself. I tried it today, and by “tried it” I mean forcefully stopped eating it before the whole thing was gone. Even the check-out guy at Trader Joe’s commented on how good it was. His exact words were “Have you ever had this stuff? It’s good on waffles, pancakes, fruit, toast, spoons.” I took him up on that last one for sure. My sister always says I have no self-restraint, which is true, so this week will be a true testament – can I keep myself away from the cookie butter long enough to be able to get into a swim suit this weekend? Only time will tell, my friends. May the force be with me.

5. I’m grateful for when Boston looks like this:

Jealous yet?

Taken on my way back to my apartment from a fitness class last week. Could be worse.

Oh and for those of you that can hear me sniffling and blowing my nose in a mile radius, I promise it’ll stop soon. It’s already gotten better!


Have a happy happy new week!!

I can only breathe through one nostril…


I think I may be allergic to Boston. This morning greeted me with a scratchy throat, stuffy nose, and a sexy raspy voice. After sneezing my brains out yesterday, I tried to get to bed before midnight to give my little body a rest. No such luck. So I’m writing to you while sniffling and breathing through my mouth – so attractive.

None the less, Tuesday and Wednesday were good days because….

1. I had a sophisticated dinner on a friend’s rooftop in Boston Tuesday night. I felt so Carrie Bradshaw meets Pig Pen from the Peanuts because I was stanky having  just gone to the gym. We walked around Back Bay for a little (my dream residence – anyone want to buy lottery tickets tonight??) and found her apartment. So freakin’ cute. Everyone brought something to add to this impromtu dinner – brie cheese with baguette, guacamole and chips, bruscetta, salad, oh and I brought french onion Laughing Cow cheeses and potato chips. Only the classiest. We spent the evening on her rooftop sipping wine, telling stories (one included a particularly disturbing incident in a bathroom), and grubbing. I felt so cosmopolitan. What a fun night!!

2. The jubilant announcer on the T. Roomie J and I took the T (Boston’s metro system) into the city to meet the girls after work. Usually, the station announcers are anything but excited to be there. A typical announcement sounds like this: “Hahavad, doowas open on the left” if you can even understand it at all. But not this announcer. He was stoked, STOKED, to be alive that day. Literally singing the stop names. “MGH/Charlesss St stop dooooo doo la doo ba deeee” I looked around the train car and it brought a smile to everyone’s face, including mine. It’s so nice to see someone bring a little happiness into something mundane and ordinary like announcing the train stop. Thanks singing announcer man 🙂

3. A good interval workout on the treadmill. As I mentioned before, I got a gym trip in before dinner. Usually I go in with a plan as to what I want to do that day, but not this time. I got on the treadmill and made my own interval workout that proved to be a keeper. It looked like this:

Time (min) Speed (MPH)
0-2 3.5
2-3 4
3-8 6.5
8-10 4
10-15 7
15-17 4
17-22 7.5
22-24 4
24-26 8
26-28 4
28-30 8

30-35 cool down

4. This cookie from the caf across the street. Yes, it’s as big as my whole hand.


Yes, I’m eating at my cube. Whatever. I’m still cool.

5. And finally my happy thing from Wednesday: Dinner with M and D. M and I had plans to do some stair workouts, but the rain in Boston fell mainly…everywhere. So that failed. But we did get a wonderful homemade BBQ chicken pizza in! With some arugula of course. Gotta have those leafy greens!
M has got me hooked on Rizzoli and Isles – a show about two crime fighting babes in Boston. Pretty much the story of my life. This weeks episode was particularly scurrrrrry (I’m a wimp – the kind who, as a kid, used to run into the kitchen to “say hi to mom” during the scary parts of Disney movies. Snow White still scares me) and I was literally jumping out of my seat and cuddling with M’s legs. No worries, we watched something happy after it so I could be brave enough to enter my car. Anyone seen Bunheads? I’m still on the fence.

Saying goodbye to you all and saying hellloooo to allergy meds!