Why do the weekends go by so fast? The 4 days that I had off have flown right by.
As you can see, I survived the drive to Boston on Saturday. It was much easier than I thought and I was all stressed out and expecting the worst for nothing. Going to the South End of Boston was a piece of cake.
I left the house Saturday morning around 9:00. I had to get gas and wanted to get some coffee for the ride. I filled my tank and as I was about to purchase coffee, I had an image of me needing to pee after drinking the entire cup, and driving around Boston looking for a bathroom, getting lost, asking for directions and getting car jacked or worse. So I decided to forego the coffee for the time being and thought it better to find the Station and find Cal, we could stop somewhere and get coffee after. Traffic wasn't bad since it was Saturday, and I pretty much enjoyed the ride. It hadn't started to rain yet and I sang along with Bo for awhile(thanks ChicagoLady). :-)
I got to Boston by 10:30, followed the directions from MapQuest, which were dead on, and found the Station. Only problem was I couldn't find a place to park. All they have is street parking there and construction crews and equipment took up most of the parking spaces. I was early, so I decided to kind of cruise around looking for a place to sit. I made a circle around the Station and got a little braver...went a little further my second time around and went a few streets over. I was down by the New England Aquarium, and drove down to the Wharf. I found an empty parking space, parked and got out of the car. The wind had picked up something fierce since I had left home. Being right by the water made it much worse. The Tropical Storm wasn't too far away. I jumped back into the car and decided to stay where I was, knowing Cal would let me know when the train pulled into the Station. Getting back there would take me about 4-5 minutes so I was happy. What I didn't realize was I was parked in one of the tour bus parking spots, and as soon as that darn tour bus pulled into the lot, it headed right over toward me. The lady motioned thru the front window that I was in her space, so I had to move. Looking around, there were no other places to park, so I pulled out of the lot and headed back toward the Station. I'll just drive around the block until the train arrives. Well...Lainie didn't go the wrong way down a one way street this time...but Lainie got in the wrong lane and Boston drivers are not as curteous as New Hampshire drivers, so next thing I know I am heading back onto the Interstate North towards New Hampshire. ACK!! Not what I wanted to do. And to make matters worse...I now had to pee even without the coffee! LOL I went over the bridge and took the Somerville exit so I could turn around. Lo and Behold...as soon as I got off the exit there was a Dunkin Donut's right in front of me! With a Rest Room! Whoohoooo!! I made a pit stop...made my bladder gladder...got my coffee and headed back to South Station.
As soon as I got there (it's now close to 11:00) my cell is ringing. Cal is in the Back Bay and will be arriving in 2-3 minutes. I rounded the corner figuring I would just circle til he arrived, and found a parking spot second time around, right on the corner. Within minutes he came around the corner and the worst part of my Saturday was over. I knew how to find my way back to the Interstate thanks to my faux pas earlier LOL so we were good to go. I had him home within an hours time and he was soooo happy.
The sky was overcast and the wind was strong but it wasn't raining yet. I headed home and as I walked thru the door the phone was ringing. Eric was calling to see if I was home and wanted to come by for awhile and introduce me to his new 'friend'. I told him to come by for dinner, and called Sara and made sure she would be here too. I put together a meatloaf and made some brownies for dessert.
Eric's friend Jessie, is very pretty and I think she felt comfortable right away. They've been dating for a few weeks apparently. She and Sara got along really well, too. Sara may be younger then Eric but she takes good care of her big bro and always sizes up his girlfriends. Jessie got Sara's approval. After dinner we all sat around the table and played a card game called 21 or SCAT. Jessie has a bit of a competitive edge to her personality, and so does Cal. It was obvious by the wisecracks that the game was going to be all about them. And sure enough, one by one Eric, Sara and myself were all eliminated. Cal ended up winning and we didn't hear the end of it for the rest of the evening. I think there will be a rematch soon.
After the game, Sara went over to her boyfriend Travis' house and Eric and Jessie went to a party. Cal and I put Poisedon into the DVD player and watched that. Well I watched it. He slept. By now the wind was howling and the rain was pouring down. But it was a nice peaceful ending to a potentially stressful day. As I reflect back on the weekend...evenings like that are more fun for me than a night out on the town. Good food, lots of laughs, awesome company...we definitely have to do this more often.