boston.monday

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This is the Boston Marathon....do you see the floods and floods of people running (in the next picture)? Craziness. They just kept coming and kept coming and kept coming.Not being a runner (yet...I have huge aspirations...just ask Julie and Rachel), I didn't know that some runners write their names on their shirts so that you can cheer for them.

So, if you're watching a running race, and you see a big "SUSAN" on someone's shirt, that means that they want you to yell their name and cheer them on.Needless to say, I cheered for a lot of people that I didn't know.

We were watching for Rachel's cousin, Erica, but we didn't see her. We did, however, see one of Erica's friends that we had met the day before. That was kind of exciting, and we cheered loudly for her!

We were around mile number 4, so everyone still looked pretty peppy when we saw them. I'm guessing that by mile 22 they would have looked like a whole different group!

Later that day, Rachel had to take her hubby to the airport. Julie and I ordered a Netflix movie on demand off of Rachel's computer.

***On a side note, I guess that you can be a Nexflix customer for like $8 a month and get a ton of movies on demand AND still get them in the mail too. I'm not a huge movie fan, but if you were renting more than a couple of movies a month, it would totally be worth it. They just hook their computer up to the t.v. and voila...instant movie.***

Julie and I ordered Bella and talked through the entire movie. We didn't watch any of it. We both decided that it LOOKED like a good movie. We'll have to catch it another time.

So, after Rachel came back home, we went for some pedicures. Julie got a manicure because she had just gotten a pedicure a week earlier. So, she snapped a shot of Rae and me.

The evening ended with a little shopping where I purchased a couple of cheap gifts for the kiddos. I thought maybe if I brought them something home that they would want me to go away more often. :)

And we ate dinner at a hole-in-the-wall restaurant called Harry's where the waitresses wore shirts that said, "Fried is a Food Group". I had crab cakes. Yummo. And we had dessert.

Julie and I decided that this day couldn't have gotten much better! So true, so true.