-I will be spending some time at Barnes and Noble reading with Arabella. This is one of her (and usually mine, if I'm in the mood and I'm in the mood more than the average joe) favorite things to do and obviously a warm beverage--or a frappachino; I have a hard time branching out from the icy gloriousness that never lets down--is involved.
-Going to a UVM men's basketball exhibit game with Buck. In high school, all 4 years, he and I bonded over getting season tickets to the women's games. I'm over that whole scene now, but there's nothing wrong with walking down...or walking up the bleachers to?...memory lane.
-Doing a number of things with Pheeeeebs. I mean, really, she deserves a whole blog entry of her own, which I'm sure she'll get eventually. Not to say that my parents don't deserve this attention and bloggin' love as well, but it's just that, well, Phebe is Phebe. AKA LOVE HER. So she will get a paragraph and then indents within that paragraph. Like so....
-First I will be visiting her at some craft show she participates in every year maybe I think. Obviously I don't truly know her crafty artsy whereabouts at all times. But that's what happens when you're 2 different people now, isn't it?
-I am hoping to visit Plato's Closet with her. It is a store where you bring in your used clothes (from hoity toity places with hoity toity brands like J. Crew, Banana Republic, blah blah, blah) and get other hoity toity used clothes for little money. Everyone's doing it. So I realized I'm somebody, I should probably give it a try. We'll see how it goes. If you see me and my level of hoity toity has risen since you last saw me, you'll know that it is Plato's Closet's fault.
-Vegging. Now, you may be wondering, "what's vegging?" Okay well usually it definitely involves 2 extremely key ingredients, 3 if it's even a little bit cool out. If you kinda know me, you can probably guess one, and that's television. Well, more likely movies. If you're going along with reasoning that we'll be sitting in our living room and that I have one, you'll probably say a crackling mad fire in the fireplace. And you'll probably say it just like that too. Well guess what, you're right. And the last one, if you really know me, you got it already. OBVIOUSLY it involves ice cream. Phebe and I (and my brother and mother, for that matter) don't thinking of vegging as an ice cream-less activity. But this brings me to the predicament in my head that began, oh, at the beginning of this week. And it went (and is still going) as follows...."How the heck are we supposed to veg Hubbard-style when Phebe and I have a half-marathon to run the next morning at 8:15? Still figuring that one out. If anyone has any suggestions, PLEASE help a sister (actually, you'll be helping both of us....so sisters) out.
I think that is all. A lot of relaxing and family and running. It'll be a beautiful thing at 59 Plateau Road pretty soon.
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