I Should Be A Farmer's Wife.

Well, my life has indeed been very adventurous lately.  Just today my mom taught me how to use an electronic computer checking system known as "quicken." Already the highlight of my day. Yesterday I spent all day mowing the field. It seriously takes up a significant chunk of time. I feel like all I do is rake and mow and rake and mow. This darn grass won't stop growing! If I start my own vegitable garden I would be well suited to be a good ol' Maine farmer's wife. (New Life Goal)...

Last Friday I went down to boston where I saw all sorts of sea things at the Boston Aquarium. It was. so.cool!. They have a "Touchin' Tank" as my cousin's 5 year old likes to call it, where you can touch sting rays and baby sharks as they swim by. DANGEROUS you ask? Why yes, if the stingers weren't cut off and the sharks weren't sedated I'm sure there would be a slew of amputees thanks to the aquarium. There was also the biggest sea turtle and sting ray I have ever seen. That was neat. But my favorite part by far was watching the divers clean the tank. Nothing like getting an obstructed view of the animals I came to see. But seriously, there was so many cool things there! Star fish, jelly fish, penguins, seals, sting rays, birds, turtles, frogs, and a bunch of other ugly sea things.

After that we ventured 45 minutes to drive 2 miles dowtown to the Boston Museum of Science. There was seriously so much fun stuff to do there, there's no way we could have done it all.  So at the beck-and-call of the 5 year old, we hit up all of the Dinosaur exhibits. We also saw the biggest caterpillar EVER in the butterfly garden.  But I couldn't help but think, hey, what's a catapillah doin in the buttahfly gahden? (I often think in a Maine accent).   The last place we checked out was the light exhibit.  Naturally I wanted to start singing "She Blinded Me With Science" and it took a lot of will power not too.

Saturday night I met my cousins at the local bar, Joshuas, or "Shuas" as the regulars call it.  I always get so confused when people call it Shua's.  Basically I go there to either hang out with my cousins or see about 100 people from high school that I don't really want to see. Thankfully, I talked four friends into venturing to Riverside aka "The Dive" with me.  You can't unsee the things you see at the Dive. Keep a hand over your drink at all times. Don't make eye contact with strangers. It's that kind of place.  You love to hate it and hate to love it. The music is bumpin, obese women are grinding, toothless men hit on you, and your future husband is probably creepin in the corners. I can't even describe this place to you, but I always have the time of my life.  There is every variety of the human species at the Dive. Thankfully, I met an older gentlemen named Dan, who not only impressed me with his uncoordinated dancing, but blew me away with his wardrobe (work boots, dirty jeans, LL Bean fleece and dirty hat). In the midst of dancing we couldn't help but notice a small white pill on the floor. Hmmm, attempted roofilata anyone? It's easy to say that this will be our new summer hang out.