Don’t Forget to Sleep!
Oh yeah, maybe that’s why I’m so tired today. This past weekend was our first weekend in months without either traveling or having overnight guests. We had fun, but perhaps too much fun.
On Friday we had a bunch of people over for dinner and then games (poker). As always seems to happen, the person who had never played before won the pot.
On Saturday we’d hoped to go to the beach, but the weather was crappy (again). Instead, we opted to drive to the DeCordova Museum with Chris and Pete. The museum itself is just mediocre, but the 35 acres of sculpture gardens were quite lovely. The photos would have been more impressive had the sun been shining, but it was a beautiful space. We finished up and made it to the car before the heavy rains came.
One of the things I love about Boston is that it’s one of the densest cities in the country, yet within 10 miles of the city center you can find rural-esque communities like Lincoln (where the museum is located). It’s a quaint town, more like a village, with century+ old homes and farms and woods.
Anyway, on Saturday night we grilled some steaks on the BBQ and played more games.
On Sunday we bit the bullet and decided to go to the beach, come hell or high water. There was no hell, but we sure found some high water. No more than 5 minutes after plopping down in the sand did it start drizzling. It was a most peculiar drizzle because there were clear blue skies all around us….except for this one small ominous cloud hovering directly above the beach.
As we lingered, more clouds were forming all around us. Then suddenly we heard some distant thunder. I looked behind us to find an entire wall of dark clouds coming out way. Everybody else noticed the same thing (including the lifeguards) and began packing up. We got to the car and less than 5 minutes down the road it began pouring. Very heavy rain with thunder and lightning – the kind of rain where your windshield wipers can’t keep up with it.
By the time we got to Beverly (the next town over) the major roads (Route 1a) were even flooded in many spots. Hell, there were even spots on Route 128 that were flooded. Yet by the time we got to Peabody (two towns away) there was not a drop of rain to be found. The streets were dry and there were just lots of clouds.
Of course, we got home and a few hours later the rain/storms hit our area, too.
And doesn’t it figure that the weekend is over and today is bright and sunny with no humidity?
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