I spent Wednesday in Newburyport with Sadie. There was much catching up to do and some of it was over a delicious lunch at Brine—no oysters for me, but rather a delicious chilled cucumber soup with smoked scallops. Beautiful to look at and better to eat!
Sadie documenting our repast
Thursday was dedicated to preparation for a very important visitor—August, our eldest son. David and Peter picked him up at the airport late Thursday night. When I awakened Wednesday morning I hopped into Aug’s bed in the guest room and got a little snuggle in. And then August, Peter and I drove into Cambridge to pick up Jemesii and her dogs, Kala and Fig. Lunch on the go from Whole Foods was sushi and ridiculously priced cold pressed juice beverages from Blue Print. I had the lemon cayenne agave blend and felt it might mix well with a shot or two of vodka (those were the days).
Our next destination was Sadie’s studio in a warehouse in Peabody. I dog wrangled while Sadie took photo after photo of our beautiful children. I am in such exquisite anticipation of the results.
Van Gogh keeps watch: the master at work
Back home we swam in the pool (even Kala and Fig) and enjoyed a delicious dinner of David’s black bean steaks. Jem had to go home early Saturday morning, but the boys and I got a little extra sleep in and then hung out poolside for several hours. Dinner at Republic (demonstrating to my foodie son that there are indeed fine restaurants in New Hampshire), and then we came home to watch the first two episodes of Game of Thrones—it was August’s introduction to the HBO series and I think he might be hooked.
Today; a little upscale retail therapy (read: outlet malls instead of thrift stores—my kids prefer that I find the cool stuff, wash it, and then give it to them). Tonight, a little home cooking Linnea-style: fried chicken, mashed potatoes, biscuits and corn on the cob. Maybe some watermelon for dessert. Oh summer!
life and breath: outliving lung cancer 