Otherwise Known as "The Beach Disappeared"
um, yeah, Rich and I drove around this evening looking for some beach in Charlestown that wasn't there. Don't look at me, it wasn't my idea. ;) Maybe we can find it another time, haha.
Today was more relaxing than exciting, but that's fine with me. I went to B&N and stayed for well over an hour. I brought a pile of books, maps, and magazines with me into the Starbucks area and looked through them all. They lose so much money from me every month, haha. I wasn't gonna get anything to eat or drink, but eventually I was lured by the berry cheese bars (or whatever) and had one-- and it was incredibly delightful. It was like cheesecake, but different. OH! It was like those Philly cheesecake *bars* that I love! Yeah, *that's* what they reminded me of.
Afterwards I went to the park, but I just sat under a tree and wrote in my scandalous notebook (which is becoming less so, much to my dismay :p). Didn't walk or run or anything.
Here's a story:
Before I found a place to sit, I stopped by one of the sketchy bathrooms (surprise!). As I was about to enter the doorway, I was startled by a big black dog literally jumping out at me. The scary, leather skinned, overly made up old lady who was holding his leash must have thought I was frightened, not, you know, just surprised that a fricken' dog leapt out of the bathroom randomly.
"Oh, don't worry," she said, laughing. "He's the sweetest thing, he won't hurt you."
Of course, everything was fine. She went her way, I went mine, but I completely disagree when pet owners say things like that. I've spent enough time around animals to know that you can NEVER know what they're going to do.
Leo (my horse) was very good about being tied. Some horses get antsy and move around, some pull back on the rope, but my horse was usually a saint. I was smart enough not to take chances though-- I prefer nylon halters, but always made sure to buy ones with leather headpieces behind the ears. That way, if my horse were to get in trouble while tied, the halter, not his neck, would break. Sounds paranoid? Horses are surprisingly delicate creatures despite their size and it *has* happened in too many instances. So I never took the chance of using a cheaper, all-nylon halter and one day that paid off.
I don't even know what happened. One minute my horse was standing quietly in the barn aisle, and next thing I knew, something happened outside that startled him and sent him *leaping* backwards with his head in the air, pulling the cross ties taut. It all happened so fast, I didn't even have time to *think* about unclipping the ropes from the wall. Luckily, the leather headstall broke and Leo, equally startled for a moment but then realizing he was free, casually walked back into his stall, haha. If he *had* been wearing a completely nylon halter, it's very likely that this could have ended tragically. You just never know, with horses or with any animal. It doesn't matter if your pet has never done something in the past, the chance is always there.
End of rant.
Anyway, Rich and I went to our usual deli for dinner and then, as I said, we drove around trying to find some beach. On the way back we stopped at the Wakefield Starbucks and both got green tea frappuccinos. The rest of the ride to my house was spent lamenting our situation but we've agreed that it's better for us to talk it over than to keep ignoring it. I have nothing else to add about it here that hasn't already been stated, so. . .
The rest of the week isn't looking too exciting. Tomorrow I work, Thursday I have no plans during the day, Friday I work, Saturday everyone I freaking know is busy or out of state so I don't have plans, and Sunday I work. I'm sure I'll figure something out, but you know me, I like having knowing in advance what the hell I'm going to be doing. ;p
That's enough. Reading time!
ETA: I dyed the blond streaks blue yesterday (but of course they came out looking green), but only half way-- like how I had the purple/red in. Tomorrow I'm going to re-dye them so there's no more blonde. Just felt like sharing. :p
Today was more relaxing than exciting, but that's fine with me. I went to B&N and stayed for well over an hour. I brought a pile of books, maps, and magazines with me into the Starbucks area and looked through them all. They lose so much money from me every month, haha. I wasn't gonna get anything to eat or drink, but eventually I was lured by the berry cheese bars (or whatever) and had one-- and it was incredibly delightful. It was like cheesecake, but different. OH! It was like those Philly cheesecake *bars* that I love! Yeah, *that's* what they reminded me of.
Afterwards I went to the park, but I just sat under a tree and wrote in my scandalous notebook (which is becoming less so, much to my dismay :p). Didn't walk or run or anything.
Here's a story:
Before I found a place to sit, I stopped by one of the sketchy bathrooms (surprise!). As I was about to enter the doorway, I was startled by a big black dog literally jumping out at me. The scary, leather skinned, overly made up old lady who was holding his leash must have thought I was frightened, not, you know, just surprised that a fricken' dog leapt out of the bathroom randomly.
"Oh, don't worry," she said, laughing. "He's the sweetest thing, he won't hurt you."
Of course, everything was fine. She went her way, I went mine, but I completely disagree when pet owners say things like that. I've spent enough time around animals to know that you can NEVER know what they're going to do.
Leo (my horse) was very good about being tied. Some horses get antsy and move around, some pull back on the rope, but my horse was usually a saint. I was smart enough not to take chances though-- I prefer nylon halters, but always made sure to buy ones with leather headpieces behind the ears. That way, if my horse were to get in trouble while tied, the halter, not his neck, would break. Sounds paranoid? Horses are surprisingly delicate creatures despite their size and it *has* happened in too many instances. So I never took the chance of using a cheaper, all-nylon halter and one day that paid off.
I don't even know what happened. One minute my horse was standing quietly in the barn aisle, and next thing I knew, something happened outside that startled him and sent him *leaping* backwards with his head in the air, pulling the cross ties taut. It all happened so fast, I didn't even have time to *think* about unclipping the ropes from the wall. Luckily, the leather headstall broke and Leo, equally startled for a moment but then realizing he was free, casually walked back into his stall, haha. If he *had* been wearing a completely nylon halter, it's very likely that this could have ended tragically. You just never know, with horses or with any animal. It doesn't matter if your pet has never done something in the past, the chance is always there.
End of rant.
Anyway, Rich and I went to our usual deli for dinner and then, as I said, we drove around trying to find some beach. On the way back we stopped at the Wakefield Starbucks and both got green tea frappuccinos. The rest of the ride to my house was spent lamenting our situation but we've agreed that it's better for us to talk it over than to keep ignoring it. I have nothing else to add about it here that hasn't already been stated, so. . .
The rest of the week isn't looking too exciting. Tomorrow I work, Thursday I have no plans during the day, Friday I work, Saturday everyone I freaking know is busy or out of state so I don't have plans, and Sunday I work. I'm sure I'll figure something out, but you know me, I like having knowing in advance what the hell I'm going to be doing. ;p
That's enough. Reading time!
ETA: I dyed the blond streaks blue yesterday (but of course they came out looking green), but only half way-- like how I had the purple/red in. Tomorrow I'm going to re-dye them so there's no more blonde. Just felt like sharing. :p
posted by Erica at 10:06 PM
2 Comments:
Ohh, which beach in Charlestown? I live about 1000 feet from the Charlestown border and have spent most of my life between SK and that town. It wasn't the Breachway was it? Because that one is only like 5 minutes from my house.
-Travis
I guess I'll hop on the "responding to my comments with a comment" bandwagon!
Travis, I have no idea *what* beach we were looking for, haha. Rich thought it was at Ninigret Park, so we pulled in there but then he *didn't* think it was the right one. We just drove around for awhile after that, but damned if I know exactly where we were-- I just sat back and enjoyed the ride. ;p
Anonymous PS3 person. . .umm, I went to your webpage but I'm not quite sure how to review it, lol. Maybe you should drop by my boyfriend's blog instead cuz game systems are more his thing!
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