A friend of mine from middle school recently blogged about her newest adventure, making a baby-clothes scrap-quilt. I like the idea of a baby clothes quilt, but I’m also really fond of the idea of making the mountain of onesies that are piling up disappear. I have several friends who are pregnant, but they’re either … More to quilt or not to quilt, I have questions!
For the last few weeks I have been temping at the same location. It is quite nice to have long-term temp assignments as it makes figuring out commutes and planning routes much easier. You also start to notice the same people on the bus every morning. My favorite commuting buddy is the fellow who walks … More Commuter Man, Iced Coffee Guy, The Bag Lady and The Man from the 4th Floor
This morning on my commute to work I had to change from the 86 Bus to the Orange Line at Sullivan Station. The bus ride was how it always is, lurching enough to keep you awake and rather dull. Then we got to Sullivan Station. There were several fire trucks and countless police and security … More Bomb Scares for Breakfast (a little too early for my taste)
This evening on the commute home, the little boy with the cool gloves on a string got on the bus, with his still frazzled looking mother staggering behind him. Today, instead of paper airplanes, he held a soccer ball. He sat swinging his legs, securely holding the ball in arms. His gloved fingers strained to … More commuting with mischievous balls
As I commuted home the other night to Harvard Station, a young boy clutching two paper airplanes eagerly boarded the bus with a young woman laden down with lunch box, purse, and backpack struggling to keep up. They sat on the seats in front of me. The young woman attempted to keep everything under her … More lets not try on the bus
I usually do not have company at the bus stop in the mornings on my commute to work, the other morning however, was quite different. I was joined by a man and a young boy. The boy held a sippy-cup of juice, while the man held the child-sized gloves. The boy was probably around 3 … More it is going to zig and zag and zig
The joys of public transportation are endless. This morning after waiting about 10 minutes for the bus, and enduring the terrifying bus ride to Sullivan, I was informed by a rather unpleasant worker that my pass would not work and I needed to deposit my token in the tub (like every other morning, although THIS … More Joys of Public Transportation
This morning on my walk to the bus stop I noticed several kamikaze slugs had found their way on to the side walk. I stepped around them and continued my trek. This mornings weather was very similar to many of the moist chilly spring mornings I experienced in Vienna, the scenery was worse, and I … More Would you like to be transferred to his voice mail?
Yesterday the Parents arrived at our door. They’d taken the Fung Wah bus from New York City to Boston’s South Station. $15 and an adventure was too good a deal for Mom to pass up. The usual greetings were exchanged, a tour of the apartment was given, wedding pictures were oohed over, and we walked … More Out in Boston w/the Parents
I think I was the ONLY person in the Boston Financial District NOT wearing jeans and flip flops today. In my nice blue button down, khakis and closed-toed black shoes, I really stood out, even more so when I pulled on a navy blue cardigan (the place I was working was kept rather chilly). Most … More Casual Fridays run on Dunkin’