Internship has started, hence the picture right below this. 

No I do not work at a pet store, I did however write about them. My first review for MySecretBoston is about Audrey's Pet Store. It still needs to be edited and such but eventually it will be on the website! 

Last night Sar and I went to the bar for trivia while Liz had her soccer game. We desperately wanted to go to the game and heckle everyone and cheer embarrassingly for Liz, but sadly did not have the means of transportation. Much to Liz's delight and our dismay. 

Anyway, we're at the bar and supposedly there is a certain crowd that is usually at said bar for trivia. I was promised attractive businessy bros that a couple years ago were probably at the college bar and now have jobs. But once a bro always a bro.

So they're like better dressed versions of the selves they were in college. With jobs.

ALAS they were no where to be found. The bar was actually pretty empty, which can be attributed to the fact that it was a beautiful sunshiney day so maybe people were outside? (or maybe these business "men" do not exist and Sar and Liz have been joking?)

Out we went! Into the wild. Just a casual hunt for a liquor store, and then Sar and I sat along the Charles and like the classiest of ladies drank wine from the bottle. While listening to a little Arcade Fire and having great conversation.

(And avoiding the heron that looked like it was hungry and was not against drinking it's calories and stealing our wine.)

FUN FACT I've learned about myself in the past week, which sadly will never make it onto a resume BUT IS A PRETTY COOL TRICK....

I can now open a bottle of wine with a pair of scissors, apartment keys or a butter knife.

Related: I love wine.

Relatedx2: Invest in a real wine opener.

I don't want to brag...oh wait yes I do that is a great trick! Excuse me, a great SKILL.

On Wednesday's the Museum of Fine Arts is open after 4 for free. 

(Well technically they ask if you want to donate any money but my goodness I'm poor leave me alone!)

I will definitely be going again and bringing my sketchbook. I liked it in there. Some kinda weird stuff in the contemporary art section that annoyed me, but that's always the case.  Like how the heck does someone get three white cubes sitting next to each other in a museum? PSCH.

Maybe when I grow up I will have a Museum-of-art-I-deem-worthy and only put in good sketching and things I really like. Naturally I will highlight all my greatest works. 

JOKES about that. But honestly some of the stuff, excuse me art, in the contemporary section were not what I would consider art. 

Their current exhibition was Alex Katz prints. Those I really liked. It was kinda Andy Warhol-esque in a way. There was also a boy sketching one of them and I wanted to stand behind him and breathe down his neck and watch him draw. (It didn't hurt he was kinda cute). I held back no worries.  

It was pretty cool. I only spent an hour in there because
I was off to meet Sara so I will definitely be going back.

And mostly I've just been wandering and running and applying for jobs. 

This weekend we will play on Friday and then head home Saturday for Kik's prom. WHICH IS JUST NUTS TO ME. She's so old! I'm so old! Oh man oh man oh man. 

Expect a super nostalgic post about how I'm old and miss things, and by things I mean getting super dressed up and taking pictures. Why don't we have dances in college?

Oh wait we do, it's the bar and it's terrifying. 

Finally all together so today the Connolly's did Mother's Day. Got a nice family photo out of it.

(Not so secret secret... I LOVE THESE PEOPLE)

Tonight

Officially moved to Boston! 

And by moved to, I mean staying with Liz and Sar for the summer. 

I mean you know it's pretty serious when keys are exchanged. 

It hasn't really hit me yet that HERE I AM. I think it's because I have no set schedule yet. So I still feel like this is a joke vacation and there is a final to study for or paper to write that I'm forgetting. Thing is, at home if I have free time, it usually means a run or a nap (okay let's be honest, a nap). Here though it's like when I was in Florence, there is SO MUCH to explore that napping would just be rude. The whole city would think I was just rude for sleeping when I could be aimlessly wandering.

Which is just what I did today. Applied for jobs that will pay me and then proceeded to go for a run and then walk around a bit. Tomorrow there will be loads more of that.

Friday night I got back to Southbury and proceeded to talk Mom and Sean's ears off. My day to day in Jersey left me talking to a dog for the majority and I was slightly starved for humans. (Kristina was great but had homework, friends of her own and a bed time). I hadn't seen my brother in actual months and my Mommabear in what FELT like months (one week) so I was happy to stay up talking. 

Saturday we were up and at 'em...I know that's a phrase but it's weird to type. Maybe its one of those things people just say? I won't write it again. ANYWAY Saturday we awoke from slumber and were off to Bahston. Moving me in conveniently coincided with Earthfest sponsored by WholeFoods and Radio 92.9. This meant that the free samples were healthy and the music was good! We had a lunch of free samples- pizza and Nantucket Nectar. We should have really stocked up on those dranks because MY GOODNESS it was hot. (For some of us, others were smart and sat in the shady spots). 

We had a spot right by the water and adjacent to the stage. Plopped ourselves down and enjoyed the atmosphere, patiently waiting for Third Eye Blinds appearance. 

I dozed off at one point and opened my eyes to find Liz gone. Where was she? Oh just off getting the best lemonade you ever did taste. We were all a little too sunned and it did just the trick!

Here's our man Stephan Jenkins, on stage in sweltering heat in a black hoodie.

 Only you Stephan, only you.

The four of us than went to Tasty Burger, which never fails to be the most delicious burger and fries. Once Sean and Kiks were on the road again, Liz and I got back, rested a bit and then Sara returned from Reach The Beach. After some deliberation and showers we decided that it was only fitting to go out for a bit. I'm glad we did, and I'm pretty sure so are the majority of people that got a kick out of our dance moves at the bar. Silliest/weirdest moves definitely go to the three of us on Saturday!

On Sunday it was glorious out so Liz and I walked to the park. Spent the day reading/napping/drawing in the park till it was time for Liz to go to yoga. 

We also so a tragic duckling/parent separation and than A REUNION! It was beautiful.

Sar and I got salads and they were delicious, so I took a picture (OF COURSE)

That's been Boston so far. There will be plenty more pictures and stories. Cheers

More to Come..

FamJams

"I try to take one day at a time, 

but sometimes several days attack me at once."

Sometimes I am too much too soon too fast too big. A constant flow of things to do and places to go and pictures to take and people to see. This is how I like it, I love my people and I love meeting new ones, I love laughing and going and doing la la la. Sometimes however, this catches up to me and womps me on my ass. Whether its losing my voice from lack of sleep, which then turns into a nasty head cold. Or a phone call that spins the world slightly out of order, I go from running head first into everything to frozen. 

And this is no fun.

At this point I know myself enough to know what usually helps and what most definitely does not. 

Coffee with Mom, sad songs and my sketchbook are my usual go to. 

However this was a  bit bigger than that, so a weekend in Jersey, followed by a week here babysitting turned into exactly what the doctor ordered. 

Cut to a road trip with Moms and Cheese, which thanks to traffic on Rt 9 felt like FOREVER.

We got to Aunt Paddy's just in time for delicious dinner. Eggplant parm and homemade focaccia bread. Nom nom nom.

Bryan had just been confirmed, and his excuse to get out of ANYTHING he did not want to do was some variation of "you can't ask me to do that, it's my holy weekend." Aunt Paddy has since decided that in her next life she's coming back as Bry, cause he has it made. 

 

Finally 21 amongst the Nevin family, Maggie and I were introduced to  Irish Carbombs. Yes, that is correct: Bailey's + Jameson + Guiness, here we go. My first one was terrible, but Aunt Jan told me and Madge that "the goal is not to finish first, the goal is to not puke." Nothing like some motherly advice!

The next day it was GLORIOUS out so rather than do boring adult things with Mom and Aunt Paddy (I'm sorry but shopping for chairs and an air mattress...really?) Cheese and I headed down to the shore to have "Princess Beach Day" with Maggie!

All in all it was a success, other than Kiks failure to reapply leaving her not so much a bronze-goddess but a burnt one. (No worries Cheesy, still got time before prom!)

We than took a nap on the deck, had family dinner and some nice looking visitors ;)

Sunday was a Happy Mother's Day to the best Mom in the whole wide world and off to the races. Mom, Dad and I were all driving a car, I firmly believe mine had the best co-pilots (Ruebs and Kiks) as well as the best tunes.  They were dropping me off at Granny and Grandpa's where I would then be picked up to "babysit" Kristina for the week. And by babysit, I mean hang out with, drive around in a convertible with, and get take out. 

We went to Uncle Tommy's and Aunt Susan's for a big lunch/dinner and got to hang out with little miss Chloe. Who gets bigger and bigger every time I see her. Between that and the fact that Kristina is 13 I really feel old.

 She knew the picture was being taken and went from a big smile to this.

It's Wednesday now and this week has been pretty relaxing. Take Kristina to school, walk Dixie, got back to sleep, exercise, shower, etc. It's nice being so close to Granny and Grandpa. I love their love. I also love the wise words of wisdom that get doled out- "Always have a spoonful of honey a day Brigy, it's good for your throat and you'll never have a cold again!" and if I've learned one thing hanging out with these two, it's that tea can cure anything. 

My other best friend this week... Dixie.

Despite the fact that she will bark at anything that breathes, she's growing on me. (NEVER TELL)

Oh and I'm sorry, did I forget to mention what Aunt Liz has me riding around in this week?...

Feeling like a million bucks in this thing!

Home on the range for a couple of days. I love this place I do I do! 

How can you not love a place where this is who follows you around all day?

JOKES...I'm becoming one of those weird people that follows their pet around and takes pictures all day.  I think Ruebs will be quitting his modeling career soon because he's sick of it.
(I know parents do this with their children, and I firmly believe Rueben is MUCH cuter than any baby.)

Post-finals graduation celebrations have left me without a voice. 

This may or may not have something to do with singing Call Me Maybe in Emily's car at the top of our lungs.... every time we were in the car.

None of the big sadness about everyone graduating has hit me yet. Probably won't until I try and hang out with them at school next year and they're all gone. Here's hoping I'll be distracted enough with everything that I'm okay.

If going abroad (yes, I went abroad) taught me anything though it's that you get to pick who you keep.  Devy and Victoria are from Virginia but I have still seen them and talked to them regularly. So with everyone graduating, I'm not too concerned about it being the end. 

Tomorrow it's back to school to officially move out (and have another night to play) and then its Jersey for a week, and a Third Eye Blind concert my first weekend in Boston.

Big things big things!