Ahoy from RED SOX land!

Us Texans always bring the warm weather with us...

Rhode Island...Day 1... 30 degree "heat wave".. It is actually beautiful today... No wind... I didn't need a hundred layers of clothes after all. 

Our hotel: My first snow pile sighting!

We visited my Aunty Barb (not my aunt) and ate lunch with her awesome Rhode Island lady pals. Maybe it's their accents... Maybe it's Emily's awesome fashion sense and the fact that she shovels snow (at age 80ish?)...Or maybe it's the fact that all of these ladies use the phrase "wicked cold".. Whatever it is, I love them and I love our short visit with them. My aunty Barb stuffs us with cookies, cheesecake, fruit, juice- whatever we will take. And it would be offensive not to take it!

We all ate at a restaurant we always eat at, I had some yummy stuffed scrod- stuffed with scallops and shrimps and yummy love. Afterwards, I looked at the goods on the beach of the Atlantic. 

Then it was off to my brother's abode in Connecticut. 

I tried his award-winning beer, a Berliner Weisse (a sour wheat) which took second place in the New England Regional Homebrew Competition..... not too shabby. It was quite deelish. He then took my mom on his basement brew tour and showed her an abridged version of how it is done. 

If I had space I'd like to try my hand at brewing someday. 

I'm looking forward to traveling to Boston tomorrow for our girls trip (with my niece) to the American Girl Bistro. Yee-haw!

More to come.... 

Sometimes I'm smart.

I went to yoga and was gone approximately 3 hours. 

During this time I:

Left my apartment window wide open. (I am on the first floor and my computer is under the window)

Left my paper IKEA lamp on. (fire hazard?)

Left my car door windows open while at yoga- and it poured kitties and puppies. 

Then I got home from yoga and texted while in the bathtub- which will someday lead to a iphone dropping in the water and drowning. 

I also went to yoga not-so-hydrated, but managed to keep from passing out or puking up the absurd amount of coffee I consumed today. 

I have put off all exemplars for my lesson plans (anybody want to make a paper-mache mask for me), an art history paper, and other schooly work due soon. I want to fast forward to May and graduate. But then I'm sure when the "real world" is in front of me I will want to rewind and continue to be in college for the rest of my life. 

I HAVE almost completed my Peace Corps application, though. 

Tell me, how do I answer this without sounding completely cliché?

"1) Your reasons for wanting to serve as a Peace Corps Volunteer; and

2) How these reasons are related to your past experiences and life goals."

             

                              Florence, Top-o-Duomo, Transport me here pronto

I had good intentions and left out all of my painting goods to go work tonight. But am I going to? Noooo, no no. 

I don't even have the energy to make myself food- not even the boxed microwavable variety. And when Jennifer's don't make time for food- something is wrong. I want the Tuscan women from my time in Italy to come live with me and make me this daily. Is that too much to ask?

                 

Mmmmmmm. Sleep. 

Goodnight friends. 

Namasté