you can’t go home

…unless you do.  I was in Framingham visiting with a friend today, so I called the folks who were my neighbors when I was a kid to ask them to check in with the new owners of “our” house and see if they’d mind me poking around the house where I grew up.  This used to be my bedroom.  I told them I was glad to still see purple.  I’m also amused that the ceiling is exactly the same.

Camp memories

Ali and I went to the Camp Runels open house today.  We were given a tour (which I thought was funny) by two counselors who thought it was so cool that we’d been there in the 80s.  We came across a few familiar names on the walls in the boat house and craft house.  Not much has changed.  Which made me happy.

frolic frolic

The shelter’s annual Garden Party fundraiser was tonight, and for the first time  ever, there were kittens! Who are nearly impossible to photograph because they never stopped moving!  But, they were a big hit with all the guests, and helped us raise a bunch of funds.

games

I was invited to a games night/potluck, and Doug’s out of town, so I thought, why not? It was entertaining, though there were a LOT of people, so we had to play games that could work with so many folks.  We played a round of “Taco Cat Goat Cheese Pizza” and a few rounds of “The Great Dalmoudi.”   Good fun.