what's the deal?

i just don't understand the intrigue of the game of golf.

perhaps it's better that way, though.

opening day

this evening we visited a brand new restaurant in the square near our house. in fact, today is the opening day! very exciting indeed. apparently we weren't the only ones who had the idea to visit Yak and Yeti on opening day-- there was a huge line outside! after a few false starts, we ordered our food to go, and sat outside the coffee shop waiting while it was prepared. lucky for us, our square is entertaining-- the local wine shop was taking pictures of the outside of the building at dusk, and not-so-successfully attempting to dissuade traffic from stopping outside of their storefront while the photographer waited to capture the perfect shot from across the street. they had 2 of the employees inside fake wine tasting, too... i'll have to check their website soon to see if that picture makes the cut! anyway, we finally got the food, and walked it home, only to find that they had left out the naan! fortunately for me, dan went back to pick it up, and it was great! actually, the entire meal was great: vegetable samosas, naan, and palak paneer. yum! the decor in the place is cool, too-- very funky and creative with these long shoelace strings wrapped around simple black pipe, and then a side room with a huge graphic of mountains. i'll have to go back with my camera. so far i would give this 3-1/2 stars (on a 5 star scale-- i've got top chef masters on the brain) basically because of the strange service.

i like our neighborhood.

slip slidin'

About 2 weeks ago, we started a thorough spring cleaning of our house. It has been really great to go through old books, clothes, and miscelaneous other things, and figure out what we do or do not need to keep. Going along with this purging, of course, is the actual process of dusting, sweeping, washing, etc. Now, I don't know about you, but we use a combination of a Dyson vaccuum and the good old reliable Swiffer in our house-- typically the dry cloths, but sometimes the wet ones, too. I'll tell ya, though, something must be wrong with our Dyson and Swiffer system, because our floor is so incredibly slippery that I literally fell down on the way into the kitchen the other night! Seriously! The wall broke my fall. It was alarming and frightening and laughable all at once.

Several things come to mind. I wonder what failed us: the Dyson? The wet Swiffer cloths? The dry ones? Or have we unknowingly created some lethal combination, like Pop Rocks and Coca Cola?

So now we are faced with a dilemna of what to do to get rid of the slippery floor. Typical outdoor choices (salt, or the ever popular New England dirt) are unusable, as this is, um, an interior space. Sandpaper is also a bad idea, as it would destroy the finish on the wood. I also can't stomach the idea of always wearing shoes... that just seems to be an oppresive way to live in one's own house.

I am considering getting some lounging socks that have the no-skid pads on the bottom, but I am open to your suggestions for getting rid of this dangerously slippery floor.

our trip pics up on flickr

water

dear eastern massachusetts,

i want some clean water.

sincerely,
shana