There is a place called the Center Café on Route 27 going towards Boothbay Harbor and their food is effing awesome!
Lisa got a half gobbler and the last cup of mushroom soup, I got the tomato/bacon/parmesan quiche and a side salad with parm peppercorn dressing, and Fox got The Don and tater salad.
Don't let my vulgar colloquialisms fool you, this shit could be major magazine article worthy.
In case you're wondering, the gobbler is like Thanksgiving dinner on whole wheat, and The Don is like a philly cheesesteak pannini.
Do it. Travel to Maine if you have to.
Talk to Charlene, get a P.O. number, and GET IT DONE!
This meal was so orgasmic I have to go change my underware now...
Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry
Friday, September 5, 2008
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
Lives coming together
The trip across the country was as smooth as could be.
Best traffic imaginable, hardly ever slowed down.
Picked up D on the way back while running through NY and he loved the ride in the big truck with the cat and kitten in the cab.
Left Spanish Fork at 2:30 Sunday afternoon, and rolled into Mid-Coast Maine 74 hrs later.
We let the truck sit that night, but unloaded the next day completely so we could take the truck back to the rental center on Friday on our way to Old Orchard Beach for the weekend with three other families.
I can't ever remember the Atlantic ever being so warm in Maine before, we spent hours playing in the surf. Kids loved it and behaved like a dream. What a good time.
Next day we spent almost 12 hours at FunTown SplashTown and had another unbelievable day. The weather was perfect, the water (on the slides) was perfect, the mosquitos weren't bad. We rode it 'til the wheels fell off.
Now it's time to unpack
Best traffic imaginable, hardly ever slowed down.
Picked up D on the way back while running through NY and he loved the ride in the big truck with the cat and kitten in the cab.
Left Spanish Fork at 2:30 Sunday afternoon, and rolled into Mid-Coast Maine 74 hrs later.
We let the truck sit that night, but unloaded the next day completely so we could take the truck back to the rental center on Friday on our way to Old Orchard Beach for the weekend with three other families.
I can't ever remember the Atlantic ever being so warm in Maine before, we spent hours playing in the surf. Kids loved it and behaved like a dream. What a good time.
Next day we spent almost 12 hours at FunTown SplashTown and had another unbelievable day. The weather was perfect, the water (on the slides) was perfect, the mosquitos weren't bad. We rode it 'til the wheels fell off.
Now it's time to unpack
Monday, August 18, 2008
Oh Shit!
Good morning.
Remember that rocking toilet?
I thought that since I voided myself there that a double shot mocha wouldn't run right through me. Oops!
It is surprising the little things you notice while driving long distances, like "Next exit 7 miles".
Wow, a lot of pressure can build up in 7 miles.
My buddy Joe is a trucker, suddenly those stories about almost shitting himself are much less funny and seem more like sage advice on how to take care of yourself.
So, here I sit wishing I hadn't had that Tijuana Mama (300% hotter) last night and wondering why I didn't notice it earlier this morning on the rocker.
Remember that rocking toilet?
I thought that since I voided myself there that a double shot mocha wouldn't run right through me. Oops!
It is surprising the little things you notice while driving long distances, like "Next exit 7 miles".
Wow, a lot of pressure can build up in 7 miles.
My buddy Joe is a trucker, suddenly those stories about almost shitting himself are much less funny and seem more like sage advice on how to take care of yourself.
So, here I sit wishing I hadn't had that Tijuana Mama (300% hotter) last night and wondering why I didn't notice it earlier this morning on the rocker.
Truck stop bathrooms
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
The time has come...
Here it is, zero hour, only a few more check marks and the list will be complete.
We leave tomorrow and fly to Utah to pack up Lisa's things and move her back to Maine, and I am subjecting her to what I consider my worst trait: last minute slow-motion packing.
I have Adult ADD, so I am a very distractable person every day, add travel stress on top of that and it can be very frustrating to get anything done in a reasonable amount of time. I am used to it and it still drives me nuts, I can't imagine how it must be for Lisa. Moving, no small thing. Moving back home with someone you met 7 months ago, making that move across the better part of a 3000 mile wide country...
Baby I'm sorry for what you must be going through, and I wish I wasn't doing anything that doesn't make it any easier.
All I can say is that I Love You, and I want to keep loving you here beside me for the rest of my life, in a boat, in the rain, in a car, on a train, reading books in bed together on a rainy morning, on the front porch with the birds chirping, riding our bikes on the islands, even if you get old and your hair falls out in clumps and you scoop it up into old used bread bags to take down to the store hoping to get $10 for it even when they're only offering $5.
Even when you feel like a leftover turd sandwich, you never know when Mother Nature is gonna knock your socks off.
It might be like that.
There's gonna be highs,
and there's gonna be lows,
but I'll keep your glass half full because my heart will be brimming over with the joy that you constantly bring into my life.
I Love You Lisa
We leave tomorrow and fly to Utah to pack up Lisa's things and move her back to Maine, and I am subjecting her to what I consider my worst trait: last minute slow-motion packing.
I have Adult ADD, so I am a very distractable person every day, add travel stress on top of that and it can be very frustrating to get anything done in a reasonable amount of time. I am used to it and it still drives me nuts, I can't imagine how it must be for Lisa. Moving, no small thing. Moving back home with someone you met 7 months ago, making that move across the better part of a 3000 mile wide country...
Baby I'm sorry for what you must be going through, and I wish I wasn't doing anything that doesn't make it any easier.
All I can say is that I Love You, and I want to keep loving you here beside me for the rest of my life, in a boat, in the rain, in a car, on a train, reading books in bed together on a rainy morning, on the front porch with the birds chirping, riding our bikes on the islands, even if you get old and your hair falls out in clumps and you scoop it up into old used bread bags to take down to the store hoping to get $10 for it even when they're only offering $5.
Even when you feel like a leftover turd sandwich, you never know when Mother Nature is gonna knock your socks off.
It might be like that.
There's gonna be highs,
and there's gonna be lows,
but I'll keep your glass half full because my heart will be brimming over with the joy that you constantly bring into my life.
I Love You Lisa
Sunday, August 10, 2008
I've been thinking...
As I look back at the past few posts it comes to my attention that not only am I appreciative that I have a spell checker on this BlackBerry, but I wonder if I can invest in a grammar checker to install here also.
Maybe I should proof my work a little better or maybe just go back and edit my previous posts instead of calling attention to my incomplete thoughts so hastily thumbed into a phone.
Has everyone done themselves the favor of visiting Lisa & D-Man's blogs? What am I saying, if you are reading this you probably wrote one of them.
Saturday, August 9, 2008
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