Dinner on Saturday night. Dad and I went to Stonington to the dock to buy some lobsters. Since the economy is in bad shape, a weird situation involving the failure of Icelandic banks and the Canadian lobster industry has caused lobsters in Maine to be really cheap. So we had lobsters for dinner.
You can kind of tell when I am giving you the short version of the story. Anyway, I had set the camera up to take a picture of us having dinner. Nina wasn't around because she went to see some of her friends dance in a production of the Nutcracker Ballet. The lobster was great. Of course. Salad was great. Never realized how much I have come to like beets since I was a little kid. Rolls were great. Ok I have to stop because I feel weird talking this much about food. Oh and I'll mention that I also feel weird when other people talk a lot about food. Especially on those tv shows. Food is a means, not an end. If I had eaten that dinner by myself, it would not have been as good. Kebab tastes better in Turkey, rye bread tastes better in Denmark, and beer tastes better with friends. The rest is survival.
Walking the dogs with dad. I'm not going to lie, it was cold, but one comes to miss the ol' Tom Tapley Road after a while. It's the whole back to nature thing. It is just nice to be outside and walking and talking with dad. Well we didn't talk about too much because I was busy throwing a stick for Maude, the puppy. Shown below is a picture of Dad with Boris.
Getting a Christmas Tree. I feel bad that I will not be in the country for the second Christmas in a row. Not that bad but still kind of a little tiny bit bad. However I feel like I was able to be a part of it by helping to get the tree.
We went to the same place we always go and we found a tree pretty much right away. It was definitely a tree that only looks good from one side, but that of course is good enough. It did make for a few jokes and laughs though. Oh and Nina will probably kill me for putting this picture of her here, but she was asking for it by wearing her SLIPPERS out into the woods on our tree search. While I'm at it, I'll mention she was also wearing shades even though it was rather dim out. So my point is that my step-sister has style no matter what her surroundings happen to be.
This ends the start of a crazy family-visiting adventure where I will be seeing everyone in my immediate family over the next few weeks except for one uncle, one cousin, and my half-brother. You know what this means... the blogness is going to get incredible. In other words, I'll be posting pictures and stories here about my adventures frequently in the coming weeks. Anyway, ciao for now.
