Little Red Sox, Little Red Sox

So, what did I get up to this weekend? Boston. Patrick took a jaunt to Nashville and I headed north to see my high school bestie, her hubby and toddler, Sasha. The last time I saw Ellen was when she was still pregnant, over two years ago! Way too long without my girl. Little did I know, the flights were all booked because the Red Sox were in the playoffs. D’oh!

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I managed to get up there…via plane, bus and water taxi. There is something undeniably cool about motoring around a city on a boat. And slightly chilly this time of year, especially when the boat doesn’t have a roof. My blood is too thin for the northern climate. A sinus infection threatened to ruin my plans, but I persevered. Thanks to the fact that Ellen found the perfect solution for my impending bronchitis…fruity cocktails! Woohoo!

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I FINALLY met Sasha! She came in the door on Saturday morning from a swim lesson, ran over and gave me a huge hug! She is the prettiest little girl I have ever seen. So dainty and pretty, just like her mom. And super smart. With most two year old children, you can understand about half of what they say. I could understand almost everything she said…and she’s already potty training! Sasha is absolutely precious (high praise from me, since I’m not such a huge baby and toddler person) and delightful.

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Mark gave Ellen and I a girls’ day out (many thanks). We visited Hingham Center, full of adorable boutiques; hit up Old Navy, Target and the mall; lunched at a seaside cafe; joined by her awesome friend, Kristie, we dined in Hull; and finished the night with a drink at a local bar. That pineapple, Ciroc Coconut and DiS’arrono cocktail was magical–cough vanished and sinuses dried up!  (Sorry, no photos. I looked ghoulish that day.)

Sunday morning, I woke up and wandered downstairs to find Ellen and Mark assembling a Radio Flyer tricycle for Sasha. She was watching (and helping). I think Mark was just as enthralled and tickled by the ride as she was.

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How much did it mean to me seeing Ellen and her family? Everything. I’m so thankful that I finally made it back up to Beantown (and had nice weather!). Gotta give thanks to my mom and dad for the frequent flyer miles! What a treat!

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