Turkey Days = 2nd Birthday....

In my world Turkey Day and the days surrounding it have always been one of my favorite times of year (ignoring my birthday). Especially the 25th of November, since 1986 it's been like a second birthday.... this November 25th Davio turns 21. For pretty much 20 years I have helped him unwrap his gifts, read cards and decide where to go for birthday dinner. He is so lucky to have a sister like me, always there to grab a gift and rip it open when he's to slow... always there to pick the restaruant when he can't make a quick decision... I mean really who could ask for better? So Happy Birthday to Kayla Ranae :) we've finally come to a common point in life... where we can drink in the bars together! Cheers!

Boston

Boston home of the missing r... wata, butta, monsta, fucka... great clam chowda and lobsta rolls... my summer dream home... Bobby and Leslie... oh and everyone knows your name..... Who knew Matt was such a Cheers fan, I didn't, til we got to Cheers - even had to buy the beer mugs and take several pics of JUST himself under the Cheers sign AND get an personally autographed picture of none other than Sam's lawyer on the show, ya no idea he was such a fan. Boston is great it has more pubs than any place I've ever been and the good kind of pubs - think D.B.'s but smaller. The first day we had our own personal tour guide - Leslie. We visited Cheers and Boston Public Gardens (probably my favorite part of the city) and created our own mini-pub crawl. It was a ton of fun. The second day brought Fenway park, which is pretty awesome even if you are not a baseball fan. It's the oldest baseball stadium in the country 1912, still has some of the orginal chairs and a manually operated score board. That night we went to dinner in the North End - Italian central.... streets and streets filled only with authentic Italian food, not to mention gelatio. The third day we visited Rockport (a little sea-side village), which consisted of a drive up the North coast and the closest I've ever been to a tropical storm / hurricane. I had some of the best clam chowda I have ever tasted. The night brought heavy drinking, although 50% of party wimped out. Our final day we drove to Cape Cod. I heart Cape Cod. That is the way to spend a summer... beach, wine, relaxation. It is exactly like you picture it in your head, straight out of a Martha Stewart magazine. Thanks to Bobby and Leslie for taking a chance and moving to Boston, we wouldn't have been able to expierence it without them... can't wait to do it again, only next time, summer in Cape Cod and I might not come home......

Dog's Best Friend or Man's Best Friend?

The Honeycrisp apples this year ROCKED! We made our 2nd trip in 3 weeks to Hastings to stock up on Honeycrips and cider. It just aint' fall without them. The Fall colors were "peak", not sure I understand what peak means, if it equates to half color, half wind-blown then it was definitely peak. It is always slightly depressing when the leaves fall and everyting is gray. But on a brighter note dog and man did some serious bonding. We went hiking along the Vermelion River, pretty cool spot that Matt knew of (back to high school days and his extracuricular activities). The river actually had some strong rapids, to which Sonny discovered first hand after his "best friend" decided to play fetch in them. Needless to say, I don't think I have ever felt so bad for Sonny, he looked like he was going to drown - but he was determined to get that ball, and that he did.