post-trip post

I want another pineapple nojito. And some pumpkin-apple bisque.

Not-Your-Average-Joe's has spoiled me. LOL

Five days post-trip, and I want to be back in Massachusetts. I want to sip a lovely non-alcoholic concoction of Sierra Mist, crushed mint, lime, and pineapple juice.

I miss Funny Bones. I found two packages at the very last rest stop on the Massachusetts border. Not that I can eat them very often, but they are the one snack cake that I really love. Keep your Twinkies and HoHos and DingDongs... I want my Funny Bones.

Another thing to miss about Mass? Canoeing on the Charles. There's a rental place down by the Marriot in Auburndale, and I remember one year for our daughter's birthday canoeing down to the playground and having a nice sushi lunch. We spent our last morning in the old neighborhood, grabbing breakfast at Dunkin Donuts. I thought that my longing to move back was something I'd have to keep to myself but apparently my husband does not need as much convincing. He wants to move back, as well, as long as we can afford it. That's the big thing. We looked at a few houses and apartments online, to see what we'd be dealing with. We couldn't afford to stay in Newton, even when we lived there, but if he was hired back at his old job in Framingham, provided that they offered him comparable wages, we might be able to swing something close by. They are currently hiring for the position and hours that he had wanted originally, ironically. I wouldn't mind if he had to move out there a few months before we did so that the kids could finish the school year. 

It's not even close to being in the planning stage, but we are seriously thinking of moving back.

things that are made of win

Highlights of my day:

Watching B.O.B. the blob from Monsters Vs. Aliens hit on green Jell-O. Also, the President of the United States calling for "code brown" because he just crapped his pants. Who says that humor has to be cerebral?

While cruising down Transit Rd, we saw a dark-skinned man in baggy pants pimping with his umbrella. Looked like Ali G. I mean, he had the pimp walk down and everything! All he needed was a kickass pimp hat, and he'd be Huggy Bear! *choked up with laughter*
Seriously, though, he was pimpin' that umbrella and looking over the top of his sunglasses like he was the coolest mutha around. This was hilarious on many levels, because, c'mon... it's an umbrella. Besides, who's he trying to impress strutting down Transit Rd, anyway, huh? Shee-it.

So, funny. We've been cracking up all day about that. I mimicked the dude in the parking lot, which sent us into fits because I'm so white that I'm translucent, okay? LOL

Didn't think the day could get any better. Then tonight, we were watching "Better Off Ted". Already loving this show. Lots of funny quotes, and really bizarre situations, and then we get hit with the Quote of the Day:

in reference to cloned beef
Ted: We may have created a monster in the lab.
Veronica: It's not a monster, it's a cyborg that can kill without remorse.
Ted: I was talking about Phil, what were you talking about?
Veronica: I was also talking about Phil... it's classified... but it's going to be a fantastic new tool if we can get it to tell the difference between soldiers and children...