Tuesday, August 12

City Envy and Cheddar

This past weekend Ten and I voyaged to the flat land of the Boston Rastafarians, Jamaica Plain, to attend Chlo Boat's birthday party. It was quite fun, and since our return Ten and I have been experiencing City Envy. Cities, we realized during the weekend, have Great Public Transportation and Public Parks and People Your Own Age.

Yesterday I learned about cheese-making at Shelburne Farms. It was fun and interesting, but I found I kept getting in the whey. I'm happy to have another topic to add to the list of Things I'm An Expert On (like Olympic gymnastics, the secret language of cats, burritos, and cities.)

Today I am deeply engrossed in the biography of Charles Lindbergh. Why? No idea. The coolest thing I've learned is that in his lifetime he met both the first man who ever flew an airplane and the first man to fly in a spacecraft.

My summer obligations are almost fulfilled, and you know what that means. This weekend, my final weekend of vacation, we'll go to the Adirondacks to visit Ten's parents and take a hike. Then I'll move back to Norwich. Ten will breathe a sigh of relief and start the arduous task of removing stains from furniture, replacing broken glassware, straightening picture frames, and patching the various holes I've bored in the woodwork.

4 comments:

Faith said...

Gee, Mollie, I knew you were boring, but I didn't think that you could bore holes into wood.

Boston is a city that generates a lot of envy in me as well. If you visit Buffalo someday, you'll probably find it not quite as envy-provoking, seeing as the main allure of Buffalo is its meat products...

Anonymous said...

You just admitted to the whole world that you haven't shaved your legs all summer!

Anonymous said...

The last time those legs saw a razor was over 11 months ago. Not that I'm counting. -Ten

EnoughFigCookies said...

Legs can't see, Ten.