Little White Lies

Good morning, Amanda.

I am back from Boston, but just texted my cousins that I won't be joining them for brunch because I am still there. Sometimes telling a little white lie in order to order to honor oneself is better than the truth, or sounds better than the truth... Hey, guys, I'm back, but I just checked my mail and I have a netflix movie and two new mags, I haven't blogged in days, and it's the last day of vacation, so I really don't feel like taking the trip. Plus, it's supposed to snow, and as sick as I am of winter, I'd really get into making some lentil soup later and enjoying my leftovers from Boston. So for now, I'm going to hook myself up with a Bloody Mary and after I write for a little bit I'm going to make some bacon and eggs and hunker down for a great day. If I do get motivated to shower and go out, it'll be for dinner at Outback later tonight. There are some (a few) people to whom I could say that, who would get it and not hold it against me. But in this case I decided that texting "Hey girls, I'm still in Boston and won't be making it to brunch :( Have fun!" worked better.

Boston was great although it was really really really windy and cold--so much so that it modified our plans a bit, although nothing was written in stone and therefore no disappointment came of it. For example, Friday night we were going to try that new restaurant in Kenmore, but the walk would have been unbearable and it was just as well that we went to one of our favorites (Stephanie's on Newbury, which wasn't there yet when you were. It's where the Harvard Bookstore Cafe used to be on Newbury and Exeter). Likewise, on Saturday it was too cold to do the Faneuil Hall thing, so after an early trip to the Market, we headed back to the Back Bay and shopped a little in the Pru Center and C&B and L&T, then had lunch at the hotel. Despite the weather we did, however, make it out to the jazz club Thursday night (we took a cab), and that was great. I met his brother-in-law (father of his niece that goes to college close by me, whom W and I try to take out once a semester) there and saw a friend of his whom I haven't seen in a while. Let's not forget that since it was a jazz club, it also matters that the music was great. Outstanding. Overall it was a great getaway. W and I had a great time--silly moments and serious moments, romantic moments all.

I hope all is well with you. My best guess, since you took the time off while I was away too, is that you're okay. I did get your text about the book and replied (but not until a day later, I think). I also got your note (how cute is that note card??) and your business cards with my magazines and netflix when I checked my overfull mailbox today. Honestly, your note made me happiest...

Love you, can't wait to hear from you here or on the phone. I'm in for the day....
Barb xo