Part II: Boston Trip

Well, I started this blog on Saturday night after I got back to the hotel. Thank you Sam for the use of the computer. With that said, I need to continue on our journey through the crazy weekend. After I finished blogging, we had dinner. I wasn't hungry, but I ate a courtesy piece because my mom and dad were kind enough to buy all of us dinner. My mom later told me that I should have not eatten it. Hehehehehe What can I say? I am a goober. When we were done with dinner, Sam straightened my hair. From now on, I will be doing that at night. When we woke up on Sunday, we were off. We were heading down to graduation #1. It was outdoors, and we sat in the back. This allowed Conner and Hunter the opportunity to run around. Both boys were amazing!!! Before the first graduation, I was providing entertainment by taking a ton of self portraits with people. Yup, all the pictures with me in them were probably taken by me. The only time this wouldn't be true was when you saw both of my hands. :o) Hey, if no one is going to volunteer to take the camera, I will do it myself.

Graduation #2 was indoors. It was in the fitness center where Sam worked for awhile. You could do laps on the indoor track while the graduation was going on. Hehehe Just kidding! Most of my indoor shots did not come out, so we have some missing pics.

After the graduations were done, we went back to the hotel to get ready for dinner. My grandparents provided the dinner at a nice Italian restaurant. It was fun, although Conner fell asleep. Great way to slow down on portions because it is hard to eat with a 4 year old in your arms, and not spill on his head. I did manage to spill on me though. That night, we were suppose to go out. That didn't happen. I think everyone was tired, and I didn't recommend a place. Hard to recommend a place when I really haven't been to Boston before. If I had been thinking, which I wasn't, I would have said Cheers. However, I am a moron and didn't.

Before we went to bed, my family decided that we would have breakfast at 8. The way things were going, I wasn't sure I would get to run like I wanted to. When Annie, Hunter, Conner, and I went back to our bedroom I made a quick decision call the front desk. I asked the cool lady Jen were I could run. She told me that she wasn't really suppose to tell me that I could run/walk on the HWY, but if it didn't bother me she would. I told her that it didn't. She told me to leave the hotel and head left to the tunnel (not really a tunnel but named that). If I turned right, I would be heading towards Revere (pronounced Reveahe) Beach. Whoo hooo! A beach! The Atlantic Ocean!! I am so in!! I told my mom that I was going running in the morning, and she was a little concerned. She was worried that I would get lost or something, and she couldn't help me out. I reassured her that all would be fine, and we went to bed.

The next morning, I got up early. I got ready. I put a $20 in my pocket just in case I needed a taxi. I also programmed the hotel's phone number into my cell which I usually run with when I run by myself. :o) Then I was off. I was at the beach in no time. It was beautiful, and it was only 1.5 miles away. I looked at my time, and I ran the mile and a half in 8 minutes and 41 seconds. Woo hoo!! That is awesome!! I soaked it all it. It was too awesome to pass up. When I thought the time was getting later, I turned around and went back. It was a beautiful/amazing run. I got to see things I wouldn't have seen with my family because we weren't heading in that direction.

I got back, showered, and packed all before 8. I think I shocked Annie, but I wasn't going to hold the group up because of something I wanted to do. My dad was laughing at me because I think he thought I was crazy. He said my mom was worried, but I didn't this at home all the time so why would this be different. When I told him what I carried with me, I think he was proud because I took extra precautions.

At the airport, it was a tearful goodbye. Jeremy was upset that I didn't get any photos of that. Um, no. We got onto the plane to leave, and we found out that there was an accident in New York on the runway, so no one was allowed in or out. We sat on the runway in Boston for almost 2 hours. It was unknown if we were going to make our connecting flight. We arrived in NY with 5 minutes to spare. The cool flight attendants made sure only people heading to Sacramento or Portland got off first. Thank goodness because we would have missed our flight. With that, we have returned and I am exhausted.