Spent Sunday runnin around Boston. The train ride into Boston was magical and I say this because Sunday was the first real snowfall this area witnessed. Once the train entered Beverly there was snow coating the trees and made everything look surreal. The trees looked as if they had been individually dusted by a pastry chef. Once I made it to beantown I met up with Shaun, as well as my ol’ pal Nick and his adorable little toddler Sadie. All four of us checked out Bazaar Bizarre and it was pretty BUSY, so busy that I had a hard time even being able to look at what was at each merchant’s/artisan’s table. There were some people there with lil social skills… my pal Shaun was harshly shoulder bumped and I ended up impromptu dancing with a bunch of people who would not let me walk around them. In the end I ended up with a few lil gifts but nothing too crazy.

Afterwards Shaun and I had lunch and then she purchased a banjo… which is very sweet lookin.

Made it back to Gloucester just in time to pick up a christmas tree with t-man’s family. Then went over to Joan’s dad’s place to enjoy some of his famous “Christmas Stew” which reminded me of of Harira. It was INCREDIBLE wish you were all there (all zero of you that are reading this of course).

MY day was overwhelmingly good and maybe too much of a good thing is bad for my stomach since I ended up tossing and turning most of the night.