I’m just getting back on here (officially) for a post. I hope everyone enjoyed the pictures I uploaded, but I’ve been too busy to actually write anything until now. What a weekend! Normally, we have literally nothing going on any given weekend. Just the usual “schtuff”, housework, yard work and…. yawn!. This past weekend was an exception in a major way. Didja ever notice that it often works like that? Weeks and weeks of nothing to do and then BAM – too much to do in too little time.
Jill’s been looking forward to Anime Boston since we gave her the weekend pass for Christmas. She was nervous about going and only knowing her cousin, but come Thursday at noontime and she was rarin’ to go. The drive into Boston was quite calm and uneventful this time – thank the Lord! I made the excellent choice to call ahead to the Marriott Hotel and get directions and guess what? They offer valet parking – & you bet your bloomers I took them up on that!. Trying to find a parking space in downtown Boston is like trying to find the proverbial needle in the haystack. I was happy to let the valet guys handle that stress for me. Jill forgot her student ID (required for getting her convention badge at the pre-registration) so I ended up having to stay with the kids until about 6:30 pm, getting her preregistered, and settled in with the bigger kids. Jill was beside herself when presented with hand-sewn Hogwarts student’s black robes, complete with the Gryffindor House patch. (Brent’s cousin Joanne sewed them for all the kids who were cos-playing from the Harry Potter universe) I had supper in the Prudential Center food court with “The Marauders”, “Rorschach”, “Dead Pool”, and a couple of Jedi Knights. I was well protected to say the least. 😉
They actually want me to go with them next year and I can cos-play Professor McGonagall…. !?! I left the gang in the shopping mall by the sky bridge over Huntington Ave. I have to say not without mixed feelings – Jill’s my baby, after all. Getting out of Boston was no problem except for the traffic jam caused by a minor fender bender on the Pike exchange. (that part of the Pike that extends into Boston from exit 15-up, the one I kept having to get back on and paying $1.25 like 4 times the last time I was down that way). Got home about 9:15 and went straight to sleep. Brent and I both had Friday off so we had a good “sleep-in” since no one had to go anywhere first thing in the morning. We treasure those moments because they don’t happen often in our lives.
We headed up for NH about 4pm Friday afternoon. The family reunion was scheduled for Saturday at 1pm in York, ME but we always stay in NH with his cousin and her family and attend these things together. As a surprise for me, we stopped at the Chesterfield Inn in Chesterfield NH on the way up for a wonderful dinner.
The Viking and I have stayed there a few times over the years on getaway weekends, but we haven’t been able to afford to do that recently. Going there for dinner was a lovely treat. We were the first in the dining room.The service was prompt and extremely pleasant. I had some prosecco wine before dinner and an apple maple martini with dinner.
Needless to say, I did not do any driving AFTER dinner…hic…. The salad came with a maple balsamic vinaigrette dressing that was to die for.
The filets were perfection.
(Ok, I forgot it was Good Friday) Dessert was unnecessary. I wish we could have stayed overnight – the rooms we like have gas fireplaces and jacuzzi tubs maybe another time (sigh!)
Brent and I decided to take a quick tour around the neighborhood of the Inn to see what had changed since we last stayed there about 5 years ago. The storm damage was significant with a lot of trees down. The water level in the brooks was low too, but the Saddle Brook Waterfall was still running and he generously pulled over so I could get some photos; running across the meadow to the waterfall (which was a really funny sight according to my husband – with me in my high-heeled dress boots and slightly inebriated – just so you know)
We continued on up Route 9 into the hills of southeastern NH, and were treated to the stunningly beautiful sight of a huge pumpkin-orange moon rising over those hills. In fact, we pulled over to the side of the road to watch it. Sadly, my iPhone4 does not take telephoto pictures at all – so the “best” shot I got of it looks like a flashlight coming down the road at a high angle. I’m not even going to bother posting that one, lol. Arriving at cousin Joanne’s house in Pembroke NH was a little strange since we were child-free. We figured out that it’s been 20 years since we visited family up in NH without the kids. It was weird – wonderful, but weird. The 19 year old held the fort down all weekend (the house was still standing when we returned, by the way) I will be posting about the family reunion itself tomorrow. As an aside, I am trying to convince Jill to write something about her Anime Boston experiences so hopefully look for a guest post from her soon.
- The Great Boston Adventure. Or, How I Lost all Faith in Mapquest (dje1231.wordpress.com)
- Heads Up, & Thanks! (dje1231.wordpress.com)