GMan had a big one today. If we lived in Ireland he could vote and have a pint!
Happy Birthday Jess from all of us and the animals. Love you.
Once every 4 or so years we get in a Red Sox game at Fenway. Last night was a hot one but as always it’s a good time with lots of bad food to eat!
Fenway was hopping with not that many empty seats.
JMan was dressed for the occasion while GMan was his usual trendy self.
Here’s a photo from September 2014. The last time we got in a game.
Long time no blog. Here’s a few from over the weekend.
Front left corner of our new place. Jess and I got in to do some more measuring and we also walked the lot looking for the boundaries.
Long since forgetting. Perhaps nature wants to play.
Found these in the woods. No idea what formed them.
Koda sporting a new look! He was not impressed.
JMan and I went to a toy train show. Brought back memories of my own set from years ago.
The details are simply incredible. If this what the road show sets look like I bet the permanent home sets are truly wonderful.
Just for fun. Koda got himself a winter suit.
Took a drive to Fruitlands Museum in Harvard MA. Not a stretch for us as its just up the road a bit. The views are wonderful and worth the drive.
Jess and Koda take it all in.
JMan contemplating wifi!
Hollowed out log canoe.
Koda got in a little off leash time!
Koda taking a rest from out Saturday am walk.
Yet another rest!
After Koda was turned away from kids fest at Wachusett Mountain…….which mind you had a dog show……we took the high road….. to the top of the mountain that is.
Today we celebrated GMan’s bday. He wanted pizza at Regina’s in the North End so we happily supported his choice.
Its just good……go eat, be happy.
Thacher and North Margin Streets. I wonder how many tourists have stood on this corner wondering how to walk off dinner.
No visit to the North End is complete without a visit to Caffe Vittoria.
We got prime real estate in the window. It was quite busy….I just timed this shot with no one in it.
JMan an his sausage dog on a skateboard balloon creation.
Today almost all of us visited Marini Farm Stand in Ipswich MA. The highlight was getting completely lost in the corn maze.
The optimistic maze trotters about to head where hundreds have failed before.
JMan choosing an entry point. To made matters worse I left my glasses in the car. So even with a good map…like the one behind JMan I could not see it anyways.
The tape changes colors depending on how lost you are, but green means you were almost out. Spoiler alert….we did not find the green tape.
Everyone tried a turn at leading including Koda.
JMan with our “get me the frig out of here flag”, which I might add we did not use.
Your very lost tour guides.
JMan gets in a hug.
After 20 or so of wandering around I decided to backtrack out of the yellow area and back into the blue area as thats the color at the start. The boy scout in me followed the sun and a few minutes later we popped out in the same place we started. Did we cheat…sure, but hot cider and donuts far out rank the Iowa feeling.
JMan and Jess get in a little rest on one huge chair.
Mine turn…I managed one hit at about 4:30 on what looked like a 6 foot square target at 35 yards. Not bad and I’m definitely going to look into building one of these puppies. No AFT stamp required and legal in all 50 states.
Quick run on the giant slide…
And who said kids have all the fun. BTW adults go faster as gravity has more to work with!
Gangs all here selfie.
Family day out at the Red Apple Farm in Phillipston MA. If was a serious effort the pry the offspring away from electronic simulation but the threat of bodily harm and the chance of getting cider donuts convinced them to leave the cave and venture into the big blue yonder.
40 minutes later we were in banjo land surrounded by lots of good looking animals and a few humans that looked like they spent way too much time in the boonies.
Koda on the other hand was in heaven. Lots of love from all manner of folks, big small, some with 4 legs and tails.
We managed to stay away from the fried dough and cider belly bombs. It was touch and go for a few when I could not find coffee at 3pm, but one of the many workers pointed me toward my salvation. No ice coffee but I made use of my double cup and found ice….so ice and coffee make…well you get the picture.
GMan had a little father/son challenge flipping tires the local Cross fit folks had on hand. I took the bigger of the two we had and still managed 8.5 flips in 30 seconds….GMan got me by .5….thats 1/2 a flip. Not bad for an old fart. We did however set a new record which stood for the remainder of the afternoon. I’m fairly certain my body will remind me of that event in the am.
During the toss…I’m the gray headed one in the background….incase you mixed us up. Hard to believe GMan is almost as tall as me.
I managed a hand slap in public from GMan after….bonus points for almost self inducing a heart attack.
Jess and Koda hit the pumpkin patch.
Joined by JMan…
JMan on the other hand decided to try a tractor pull….meaning he pulled the tractor. He got off to a great start as it was a slight grade in his favor, but when gravity went against him it was tractor 1 – JMan 0. Good effort up until the end, I was a tad concerned he’d bust a ring on the final pull.
We saw all types of animals, some with better hair than many of the rubberneckers on the outside of the fences….or was it really the inside! In any event the Alpacas won best hair in my books.
My dear you look marvelous!
Everyone had a wonderful day and we only brought home the remainder of 1/2 an apple pie that GMan and I put a serious dent in….come on now, flipping tires is hard work!
Your friendly tour guides.
Top left: JMan our 10 year old pulled an April’s Fools on me this am by lacing my toothbrush with blue food dye! I can’t wait to hear what he gets up to in college. Probably will put my stories to shame.
Top right: Celebrating Passover….we were late this year, but better late than never.
Bottom left: JMan and I took a walk in the woods today. It was great to get back into the trees.
Bottom right: JMan taking a rest on the trail.