Beantown!

My long awaited trip to Boston to see Whitney has come and gone. It seemed to take forever to get here and then when it finally arrived, it zipped by. But my little 4 day trip to the East Side allowed me to fall in love with yet another city, experience a new taste of Americana and see what life is like for Whit.

Friday night started out great--with lots of laughter. Whitney got us some tickets to a comedy club down at Faneuil Hall/Quincy Market. The comedian was KathleenMadigan from Last Comic Standing.She was absolutely hilarious. She comes from a big Catholic family and her entire act was based on making fun of them and our religion. It was very entertaining.

Saturday we went to go check out the Samuel Adams Brewery. It was a perfect marriage of two of my favorite things--beer and factories. It was kind of hard to find, as you can clearly see the confusion I was having while trying to find the brewery that was tucked in a residential neighborhood:
We got a tour of the facility, learned a little about the patriot Samuel Adams and most importantly, we go to taste some beer!
As usual, Whitney looking elegant as she samples the Boston Lager. We tried 3 beers--the Boston Lager, the Winter Lager and the final one, my favorite, the espresso stout. They let the beer sit on espresso beans! I thought I was in heaven with the beer and factory thing, but then to make an espresso beer in a factory? I almost needed CPR. Here I am lovingly enjoying my espresso brew:





The Samuel Adams Brewery was a great place to visit and start our day off. And of course, Jen was able to add another pint glass to the collection.

The rest of the time we spent hanging out (afterall, I went to Boston to see Whitney), eating a fun restaurants with fun names like 'The Barking Crab' and just exploring the little tidbits of history that surround Boston. Checked out the campus of Harvard (I still love good ol' GU--no worries) and I definitely purchased a Harvard sweatshirt from the bookstore. A girl can dream, right?

All in all, a GREAT trip. I absolutely loved Boston. And it was so great to see Whitney and spend the weekend with her. Sorry, but I didn't take alot of pictures.....

I Left My Heart in Boston...

....just got back from Boston.

I will blog about it tomorrow! It was a glorious trip.

More to come.....

It's 3:18 am....

.....and I can't sleep. Not a big surprise, really. But this morning it's for a reason. I can't sleep tonight because my chest is full of excitement and mind can't shut off because of the opportunities and possibilities that are swirling around in there.

For the past year or so, I've really struggled with my path, my purpose. I haven't had anything to throw my heart into, pour my energy into and nothing to motivate me to keep my eye on a goal. I've been going through the motions, nothing really sure why.

February 13th, 2008:

BREAKTHROUGH

I have a focus.
I have drive.
I have a goal.

And most importantly, I have confidence.

But I must be present in my role today, for the future will come tomorrow.

Just Happy.

Today I was happy. Just really happy. There were moments when I would just catch myself smiling as I went about my business.


And it just felt so GOOD! I rarely allow myself to enjoy the little lapses of joy because I tend to spring forward to the next big thing, the next worry, the next stresser. But today, I just was.

That's all.

Three Powerful Words

Check out this video I stole from Melissa's blog. Up until I saw this video, I was unsure of who to go with in this upcoming election. But as I was watching this for the first time, I got goosebumps and my doubt faded.

It was a creed written into the founding documents that declared the destiny of a nation: Yes, we can. It was whispered by slaves and abolitionists as they blazed a trail toward freedom: Yes, we can. It was sung by immigrants as they struck out from distant shores and pioneers who pushed westward against an unforgiving wilderness: Yes, we can. It was the call of workers who organized, women who reached for the ballot, a president who chose the moon as our new frontier, and a king who took us to the mountaintop and pointed the way to the promised land: Yes, we can, to justice and equality.

Yes, we can, to opportunity and prosperity. Yes, we can heal this nation. Yes, we can repair this world. Yes, we can.

We know the battle ahead will be long. But always remember that, no matter what obstacles stand in our way, nothing can stand in the way of the power of millions of voices calling for change.

(WE WANT CHANGE!)

We have been told we cannot do this by a chorus of cynics. They will only grow louder and more dissonant. We've been asked to pause for a reality check. We've been warned against offering the people of this nation false hope. But in the unlikely story that is America, there has never been anything false about hope.

The hopes of the little girl who goes to public school in Dillon are the same as the dreams of the boy who learns on the streets of LA. We will remember that there is something happening in America. That we are not as divided as our politics suggests. That we are one people. We are one nation. And together, we will begin the next great chapter in America's story with three words that will ring from coast to coast; from sea to shining sea:

Yes. We. Can.
Yes. We. Can.
Yes. We. Can.

This post is dedicated to my favorite political activist, Melissa Warburton. I still remember sitting in that coffee shop in Long Island, talking about this upcoming election and the excitement it was going to stir up.