I went rollerblading today.
Yes, 2010 marks not only the beginning of a new decade where we don't know what to call the years (oh eleven = mad awkward) but also 30 years since a very memorable decade here in America. Oh the 1980s. Now many of you who know me, which I assume is all since I am not a world famous blogger quite yet, know that I was not alive in this decade but was conceived in it, as mother likes to remind me. However, I had some big hair as a young tot of the early nineties and was also a wee bridesmaid in purple velvet in 1991. Therefore I think I could be considered part of the club.
Anywho, today I decided driving, walking or riding my bike to the bank were not interesting enough. So I strapped on sam sam's blades that had been in the back of my car, fireed up the iPod and went on my way. After a stop at the bank I was tired but easy for more. (I'm trying to live up my youth as long as I can, now that I'm in my twenties). So I bladed into dunkin donuts for a two coolattas, one for me and one for Matt or makenzie or sami, whoever was working at the marina. So just imagine me, coolattas in hand, wallet tucked into spandex shorts (hello 80s), iPod and phone in my sports bra in a crouching position at I roll down the hill into the marina. If it wasn't for the crack berry people probably would have thought I escaped from a mental institution. Needless to say, I took a lot of crap for the blades, but I couldn't help but love the experience. I recommend a day on blades for all, young and old!
Entry on the way: Camille goes to the psychic.
Almost sounds like a children's book.
Also, please FOLLOW the blog so I look cool. I know gmail users can but I'm not sure about the rest of you!!
XO
1) Apparently I'm going to be the cool kid who comments on every post. This is in part due to my intense need to procrastinate at work.
ReplyDelete2) Thought you were doing all this in HINGHAM until you said "Marina"... I can't even describe how excited I got.
3) Can we do this when you come back to HTown??