30 June 2012

Fat Boy's Drive In

Yesterday was one of those perfect summer days on the coast of Maine. The temperature topped out around 80 degrees and the clouds were fluffy but sparse.

In the afternoon, thunderheads formed north of us, but it was still warm and breezy along Route One. Around 7:30 that evening, Todd and I found ourselves alone, so we hopped in the car, opened the sunroof, and headed to Fat Boy's Drive In in Brunswick.

Fat Boys is one of those places that takes you back a half century. Most people sit in their cars while friendly young waitresses take orders and bring trays full of goodness to hang on your side car window.

As always, I had a lobster roll and onion rings. Todd had a cheeseburger and fries. A cherry coke and a blueberry frappe completed the feast.

As we sat with windows down, sunroof open, and radio on, we watched the storm clouds to our north and were treated to an amazing sunset that moved from one end of our view to the other. It truly was Dinner and a Show.

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25 June 2012

A Breezy Day at Pemaquid Point

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24 June 2012

SUNday on Pleasant Pond

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20 June 2012


As seen in our back yard yesterday - everyone getting along beautifully...

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18 June 2012

A Day on the Islands

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12 June 2012


Our youngest graduated from high school on Sunday.

After the ceremony, the beloved band teacher / Nat'l Honor Society advisor asked me halfway jokingly, "Now what?"

Now what, indeed?

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07 June 2012

Crossing over to the Dark Side

A couple of years ago, my husband got a Kindle, which he loves. Rarely is he seen without it in his hand or somewhere nearby.

I've had mixed feelings on the Kindle. On one hand, our house is no longer filling up with paperbacks that my husband purchases and likes to keep forever. On the other hand, I've felt from day one that crossing over to the Kindle is taking one more step into the technology abyss. Plus, there is nothing like the feel and the smell of a real book in hand...

So although I've made snide comments about the Kindle, I've accepted it into my home. Not only is he reading cheaper books, they aren't taking up any space. That makes the Kindle worth it, in my book (pun intended).

He's asked me a few times in the past year if I'd like one, to which I responded with a resounding NO. Then he asked again two weeks ago, suggesting he get a Kindle Fire for my upcoming birthday, and I felt something in my resolve begin to crack. I was in Arizona at the time, dragging a stack of books with me everywhere I went, and struggling to fit them into my suitcase. Suddenly many his arguments in favor of the Kindle made sense to me.

I said maybe.

He asked me a few days later and when I asked him what would happen if I gave it an honest try but just didn't like it, he assured me that we could pass it along to our youngest daughter who is leaving for college in the fall. I began to waffle. I still didn't want one on principle, but - it's such a cool TOY.

Earlier this week I went to my bi-monthly writers group meeting and one of the gals in the group let me play with her Kindle Fire for a bit. Then the clincher - she reminded me of all the free books and the books I could check out at the library. I also saw that I could do email and facebook on it (all the things that really matter in life).

So yesterday my darling gave me a Kindle Fire for my birthday. It's so shiny and pretty! He set it up for internet and registered it with my Amazon account, and this morning I've been trying every way to figure it out withOUT reading the instructions. I cursed and groaned for a while, but finally, I got it. (YES, DEAR - ONCE AGAIN WITHOUT READING THE INSTRUCTIONS.)

I feel like I've given in to the dark side. But... it IS so shiny...

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02 June 2012

Rainy Saturday

... and Sunday and Monday and Tuesday and Wednesday and Thursday and...

Beyond that, I don't trust the weather guys, but they are saying there is rain in the forecast as far as the meteorological eye can see. This morning a friend on Facebook mentioned that she feels sorry for those in Maine who suffer from S.A.D. when we get weeks such as this. I don't know if I suffer from S.A.D., but I can tell you I am SAD and more than a little ticked off when we get nothing but rain.

"But that's what makes everything so green and pretty," says my husband.

"That's why Springtime in Maine is so flowery and beautiful," say all the annoying people.

"That's why SOME people get pissy and growly and talk about moving away to somewhere warm and sunny," says me.

The really weird thing is that when the sun comes out and it's beautiful outside, I get invigorated - I want to clean the garage and the basement, I start purging closets and drawers and scrubbing floors and walls. I do these things when I should be outside catching those elusive rays (amidst swatting at black flies and mosquitoes).

But then when the rainy days come, and they certainly do, I feel tired and wimpy. All I want to do is to wrap up in a blanket and read or take a nap or eat comfort food - comfort food that someone ELSE has prepared, of course. Those are the days when I should be productive, but struggle with it.

Why do I have to be so backward? Is everyone like that?

Excuse me while I go get a cookie. Or two. Or five.

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