The plans have been thrown for a loop. Jen, my step daughter, and my sister were supposed to go to the Opera House in Boston to see Wicked today. Unfortunately Jen has come down with something and has to back out. I’m going in her place. Now I know that I will have to check my “man” card at the door, but I will eat a raw cow or something tonight to make up for it.
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Boston
I just had an epiphany.
I was sitting in the drive through at Dunkin Donuts and it was snowing…
I was also listening to Letters to Cleo…
It occurred to me that I would never have a more “Boston” moment than I had right then. In those few minutes I was more “Boston” than I ever had been, or ever would be again. The only way it could have been more of a Boston moment would have been if the Green Monster were in view.
It honestly was wicked cool.
Inside the Red Head's Head 