I won't get into too many details....

But there is this couple I know. Having an affair. And they think no one knows. Because, well, I guess they are either too smitten with their "lovers" to realize, or too dumb to notice.

It bothers me. Again, not to get into details, but it's inconveniencing a few people. Namely me on more than one occasion.

I've talked endlessly about the situation with a friend. We are both dumbfounded about the whole thing. This amount of effort going into this affair seems exhausting. I have no idea how they can carry on anything else in their lives with the seemingly endless planning that must be involved. Like so much planning there must be charts involved. Possibly secret logbooks of some sort.

So the question is really this: when does enough become enough? When does it become pathetic and sad? I feel any affair is immediately pathetic but this one....well. It's almost like watching good tv or maybe bad tv.

Happy Wednesday!!

Kites

The funny thing about childhood is the memories we keep. As a child I remember there always being two kites in the trunk of my mom's car. Two kites for the two kids in my family. Two kites always ready to fly if the wind picked up. The funny thing is I can picture those two kites in the trunk as clear as day, yet I can't actually remember flying them.

Memories are a funny thing. I'm sure if I asked my parents about our kite flying they would have loads of stories about carefree days in the park, with picnics. Perhaps we flew them at the beach. But I still hold my memories of those colorful kites in the trunk of my mom's car just as dear to my heart.

Happy Thursday!

Boston night walks

I've been to Boston many times, especially in the last three months when I average about once a week for work.

While on layovers I've done a ton of stuff: aquarium, JFK library and many visits to Quincy Market for food. I've wandered through Boston common and the public gardens, had a pint at Cheers and walked the freedom trail. I've even spent two delicious meals in Harvard Yard, eating burgers with the smarties.

What I've never done? Wandered just on the other side of Quincy to admire Union Oyster House, the oldest restaurant in America. And since it's so stunning to see at night it's really a shame I waited this long.

Happy Wednesday!

Giacomo's

Tonight, while in Boston for work, I had the pleasure of going out for dinner with a couple pilots in the North End. Also known as little Italy.

For those of you who don't know Boston, the north end is really the place to go for food. Hanover street is especially beautiful at night since the street is lined with restaurant after restaurant of amazing Italian eateries. Tonight we hit up Giacomo's.

It's pretty easy to understand why locals and tourists line up in the bitter cold for a bite here. The food is reasonable and delicious and even though the place was packed, we never felt rushed to vacate our prime window seats.

My meal? Shrimp on linguine in a spicy creamy tomato sauce. Perfection.

Happy Wednesday!

Back again all over again....

So, in search of the name of a lip gloss, I just spent the last hour reading over this old blog. It actually got me pretty emotional. I remember all those daily ramblings so vividly and I am a little confused why I gave up writing....

I guess the main reason I stopped was because I became a nanny and found a lot of the day to day stuff I was now experiencing was not very interesting to outsiders. Would anyone care if little A or little G slept through the dog barking? Or that they started to say my name and it warmed my heart up so much it nearly burst?

So now I am a year into a completely new journey. We moved out of our beloved neighbourhood and are in the suburbs. I don't get outside as much as I did before and I never spend any time just going for a walk downtown. This makes me sad. I miss the old hood and wish I was still living there, although I love my condo.

So what is this inspiring me to do? Get out more. See more friends. All my knitting friends have now moved to different towns and we have to make plans months in advance. My job as a flight attendant means I am getting up super early, and often ending my day in another city. When I'm at home I just want to veg out on the couch in front of Netflix.

But this is now who I am, yet it's who I have let myself become. I no longer yearn for the workouts I used to do. I never see my friends. I'm tired all the time. I don't get outside because I am too lazy and have no one to meet. But I miss my old life and I promise to take it back.

Anyone with me? Anyone want to take back their better habit days?

Happy Wednesday!

p.s.

The lipgloss was Rimmel Kiss Off colour First time, and it's still available on amazon :)