A Date in Cambridge
There are a few upsides to having a husband that travels nearly every week for business. For one, when he's home, he's home. No working, for the most part, and he always tries to be home on fridays. Now that all four kids are in school all day long, that means that fridays have become our day to run out and play, sans the offspring. It's like we're dating all over again. It's awesome!
We usually just pick some interesting place within an hour of our home, go explore and, while we're at it, eat highly fattening food. Lucky for us, we live in New England where you pretty much never run out of cool places to visit.
Last week we chose Cambridge, Massachusetts - home to Harvard and MIT (i.e., the wicked smart). Home to Longfellow of the "listen my children and you shall hear, of the midnight ride of Paul Revere" fame. Also, home to many who probably want to strangle anyone they hear say, "pahk yah cah in Hahvahd Yahd."
John Harvard hacked by MIT pranksters
Walking around Harvard also has the added benefit of causing the song Boston (Ladies of Cambridge) to loop over and over in my head, and anything that brings Vampire Weekend to mind makes me infinitely happy.
If you happen to be in the Cambridge area, I suggest hitting up Henry Wadsworth Longfellow's house. It's in a stunning neighborhood, lots of old-timey mansions, and the house and grounds are stunning.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow's home. This home also served as General George Washington's headquarters in 1775-1776.
Longfellow's study. Portrait of Longfellow painted by his son.
It's friday again, which would normally mean another day out exploring my beloved New England, but as it has been drizzling all day and I feel like a head cold has hit me this morning, we may just have to stick to getting some highly-fattening take-out and lazing around on the sofa, watching a good flick before the kids get home.