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If You’re Fond of Sand Dunes and Salty Air…

These past five days have provided me with a much-needed break from regular life. I won’t be providing you with a blow-by-blow description of what took place (keep your minds out of the gutter, girls), but I will give you the Reader’s Digest version:

On Friday night we met up with Matt’s high school friend, Kathy, and her hubby, child and two friends. They were staying at the Park Plaza so we went to Davio’s for dinner and then got dessert at Finale. MMMMMMMMM

On Saturday morning, Matt’s brother and girlfriend came by and we all went to the Gay Pride Parade. Feeling adventurous, we brought Dusty along. Big Mistake. Apparently, 8-lb puppies don’t particularly care for Dykes on Bikes or the Ramrod’s techno-dance float. But we ran into our old Salem friends (hello Peter, Christopher, Robert, Duncan) and saw our friends from Malden marching in the parade (let’s hear it for Jason and Dave). We also saw Tim with the Episcopal contingent. After the parade, we joined the festivities on Boston Common where we finally met two guys Matt and I have been chatting with for the past month or so (props to David and Chad).

After the festivities, we rented a car and drove to Cape Cod to spend the night at my parents before heading out to Provincetown on Sunday morning. And what an amazing day it was. We couldn’t have asked for better weather. Since it wasn’t peak season, the shops and streets weren’t overrun with people (though, I do typically prefer it like that). The condo we stayed in was about 20 feet away from the high tide line and had 3 floors of unobstructed waterfront views. Our bedroom was on the second floor (with the 3 windows and balcony) and we left the windows open all night so it sounded like the waves were crashing up against the house.

That was when I realized I was a freak. Most people find that sound to be soothing and it actually helps them fall asleep. But I was distracted by it. I guess I prefer the rhythm of those fake wave machines. Real life waves are more erratic…I ended up putting in my ear plugs.

The next day was cloudy and windy (sounded like the house was going to blow over at times) so we ended up shopping and eating. I had the most magnificent rice crispies treat dipped in chocolate and stuck on a stick. It was the size of a 4×6 index card and I managed to devour it within minutes.

Yesterday we returned to Boston – but not before dropping Dusty off at Canine College for two weeks. When she returns, she should be much better behaved (and, contrary to all of my previous postings, I am missing her). I finished off the day by going to Macy’s and H&M to update my summer wardrobe. Chris (and others) should very happy to know that I didn’t go to Old Navy once!

If you’re interested in seeing more photos of Provincetown or Gay Pride, check out “Karl’s Photo Gallery” (link on top right).




  1. Comment by David on June 16, 2004 12:11 pm

    I made the blog!!
    I’m so overwhelmed with JOY!!

  2. Comment by chris on June 16, 2004 4:07 pm

    dont buy from the Old Navy slaveship!

    im glad you guys had a good time. i hope you relaxed a bit. good to have you back!

    fake wave machine? for shame, for shame.

  3. Comment by Scott on June 16, 2004 6:11 pm

    You know, I don’t want to be critical honey, (but I’ve edited enough books about pets to have an opinion here). Your dog isn’t likely to learn a thing at Canine College.

    A dog has to have a master, a dog has to be trained by its master, a dog isn’t going to be trained by a person who isn’t its master. All Canine College is likely to do is to teach her to respond to Pavlov’s conditioning — which isn’t teaching her anything and only serving to break her spirit. She won’t learn anything that she couldn’t have learned at home, and anything she does learn could be quickly lost depending on your response to her behavior patterns at home.

    Remember that all Dusty wants to do is make you, her master, happy. How you get her to achieve that is solely up to you.

    Good luck.

  4. Comment by matt on June 16, 2004 7:17 pm

    I know. One of the biggest benefits of Canine College is going to be training Matt and me to manage Dusty. Sure, they’ll teach her to sit, stop, leave it, and come, but Matt and I are such push-overs we’ve not been able to teach her much on our own.

    Actually, we don’t want some Nazi dog that will do everything we say. We want her to have a personality. The biggest thing they’re training her on his housebreaking and to stop biting furniture and guests. The other stuff (sit and other commands) is just gravy.

    I recall out childhood dog actually enjoyed doing such tricks…hopefully Dusty will be the same.

  5. Comment by Karl on June 16, 2004 7:18 pm

    OOPS – that response was posted by Karl…not Matt.

  6. Comment by Underling on June 16, 2004 8:31 pm

    I always wondered if Training school would do anything at all for my dog. I think he would just look at the trainer, cock his head and then go lay down for a bit of a nap.

    Glad you guys had a good time. Welcome back.

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