picture pages

anyone remember? with bill cosby and his magic singing pen called Mortimor Marker? i loved that. i loved that i thought he was talking directly to me. i was five. what can i say.

i got an email the other day saying your race photos are now online. that email should instead say "dont open this link unless you want to see very unflattering images of yourself" really. twenty bucks for me squinting and fat? no thanks. but i did steal one. just because it reminded me of the agony of that race.that run. the worst 6 miles ever. i showed it to bobby and he just said "ohhhhhhhh". and cringed just a bit.

thanks again for all the love after that race. the hugs, the texts, emails and calls. meant alot. we decided not to dwell and as one friend put it "f*** the race and go drink." um ok


anyway. my alternative to writing crap in this blog today is this:

so aside from the allure of eating paste, its not looking so good. so figured i would purge my phone of its contents. pay attention. i move around alot.


while in burlington it is obligatory to stop at ben and jerry's. even if its at 9 am on a sunday. trust me, ice cream still tastes good.


we met up with bobby in boston. he spent a day there himself (probably loved it better than with 3 girls cramping his style). here we are after dinner in the north end. he is so happy to be near me it kills him.


the three lovely ladies. 2 out of three are science nerds with PhDs who regularly insert words like "fibroplasia" and "myocardial" into general discussion. guess which one of us doesnt.

we went on the duck boat around boston. where they tell you to quack at the locals. i'm not sure it was exactly quacking the locals were saying back...

but it was fun and informative. and i dont remember a single fact except that Sam Adams was pretty bad ass.


the freedom trail is cool. though i found it most entertaining when the guide, had to "break character" to silence his cell.


there is an amazing tribute to the victims of the holocaust. since visiting Dachau, it takes on a whole new meaning.


fenway. i'm NOT a fan of boston sports teams in any way shape or form. but the history there is undeniable.


view from our NY office balcony. (yep stay with me kids).


NO. this is not me. i dont know the sick puppy who did this. but i do know a legal department (mine) that will fret over the fact that the circle r is not visable.

i met sadie. such a gorgeous little girl. but still capable of very un-lady like behavoir. ha. (sorry M. had to put that in there, it was priceless hearing you and N with her!)



on the way home from the track tonight i got gas and a snack. oh pretzel sandwich you are so delicious.