i realize the blog posts have been booooorrring lately. because every time i sit down to write something. its just blah blah blah tim. blah blah blah tim. and frankly, writing all that sappy crap makes me want to punch myself in the face.

my thanksgiving plans this year were thwarted. mostly by my missing my bus to dc. so in a moment of panic. in the middle of midtown. surrounded by the thanksgiving day parade shenanigans. my only thought was. i need to be with tim.

(I KNOW. ugh. i hate myself.)

so i spent thanksgiving in long island. surrounded by a large irish family. learning about beer and plumbing. i went sailing for the first time ever. which i think would be a lovely summer activity. and then we went to philadelphia. for some historical drinking. i feel like i held my own pretty well. considering i was trying to keep up with three very large irish men.

i may have demurely sipped my gin and tonics. but i am pretty sure i kicked their butts when it came to eating french fries covered in all sorts of deliciousness. i totally won.