On Saturday night, my friends (Marc and Kelley) invited Karen and I to their Halloween party. Too bad I suck at Halloween parties.
It's not that I dislike Halloween. I've just never really been into celebrating Halloween or getting dressed up. The last time that I can remember actually celebrating Halloween is when I was in fifth grade. For me, it was memorable because I got to have a shaving cream fight with one of my classmates while trick-or-treating. Good times. Good times.
Being a parent now, however, I feel obligated to enjoy Halloween a lot more by dressing up in costume. So like I told Karen, come midnight on Halloween I'm going to start planning ahead for a costume for the next Halloween. Hopefully, I can remember that.
Regardless, Marc and Kelley's Halloween party was fun. Joining in on the fun were my friends (Cass, Ellen, Garv, Leeann, Andrea, Steve and Samantha) and my BFF (Kerry). There were definitely some great costumes. Marc and Kelley actually awarded prizes for the top three costumes. For anyone curious, third place went to Steve for his Captain Hammer costume, second place went to Cass for his Psy "Gangnam Style" costume, and the grand prize went to Marc for his Magnum P.I. costume.
As usual, it was good to hang out with everyone and have some good laughs. Among some of the more memorable topics of discussion were Rachel, Friday Night Lights, Thanksgiving, and Taylor Swift
The whole Rachel thing wasn't really much of a discussion. Marc's sister (De) thought Andrea looked like a Rachel. She previously thought Steve looked like he should be named something else as well. Regardless, I have been contemplating calling Andrea Rachel now.
As for Friday Night Lights, that topic came about because I jokingly said that my backup costume idea was Jason Street from Friday Night Light. Little did I know, that would lead to other people volunteering to be other characters from the show. Surprisingly, no one offered to be Tyra Collette. (Blonde... shiny... yay!)
And along the whole dress up theme, the discussion of Thanksgiving this year came up. I thought it would be fun to have everyone dress up as either a Pilgrim or a Native American. I thought it would be cute to see my daughters dressed up for yet another holiday. We'll see how that goes. Andrea/Rachel has already offered to dress up as influenza.
Lastly, the topic of Taylor Swift came up. How could Taylor Swift not come up when her number one fan over the age of 40, also known as Garv, was present?
All in all, it was fun party. It was good to see everyone and have a few laughs.
Wednesday, October 31, 2012
Tuesday, October 30, 2012
I Suck At Cafe Fleuri
On Saturday, Karen and I went into town to celebrate Karen's birthday. For anyone curious, Karen's birthday was actually yesterday. For her birthday, she wanted to partake in the chocolate bar offered by Cafe Fleuri at the Langham in Boston.
I guess you can say that I suck at Cafe Fleuri because I've never been to the chocolate bar. And I'll admit it. I was quite intrigued by the prospect of devouring nothing but chocolate for hours. So like any good husband, I made reservations for Saturday to celebrate Karen's birthday.
Needless to say, the chocolate bar was outstanding. I practically devoured mounds upon mounds of delicious chocolate within the first few minutes. It wasn't until later that Karen and I decided to pace ourselves and actually split some of the chocolate desserts. After all, the desserts were pretty large to begin.
After some time, however, we had to take a little break from the chocolate. So naturally, we devoured their home-made chips which were also delicious. And for anyone curious, there were actually some vegan desserts too. The vegan fruit cobbler was so good that I had two.
Following some more chocolate desserts, we ended our chocolate bar experience with... chocolate ice cream. Yum! It was definitely a great way to end the chocolate bar.
Afterwards, we took a little walk around town. It felt pretty nostalgic, since I hadn't been in town for quite some time. As an interesting side note, during our walk around town, we saw Ms. Colombia. Decked out in a red dress with a huge tiara, she was getting her picture taken by Rowe's Wharf. I tried to get Karen to use her birthday as a means to get Ms. Colombia to let her wear the tiara, but Karen wasn't too keen on the idea.
All in all, it was definitely a fun time. And I think Karen enjoyed the day as well, which is really what matters.
I guess you can say that I suck at Cafe Fleuri because I've never been to the chocolate bar. And I'll admit it. I was quite intrigued by the prospect of devouring nothing but chocolate for hours. So like any good husband, I made reservations for Saturday to celebrate Karen's birthday.
Needless to say, the chocolate bar was outstanding. I practically devoured mounds upon mounds of delicious chocolate within the first few minutes. It wasn't until later that Karen and I decided to pace ourselves and actually split some of the chocolate desserts. After all, the desserts were pretty large to begin.
After some time, however, we had to take a little break from the chocolate. So naturally, we devoured their home-made chips which were also delicious. And for anyone curious, there were actually some vegan desserts too. The vegan fruit cobbler was so good that I had two.
Following some more chocolate desserts, we ended our chocolate bar experience with... chocolate ice cream. Yum! It was definitely a great way to end the chocolate bar.
Afterwards, we took a little walk around town. It felt pretty nostalgic, since I hadn't been in town for quite some time. As an interesting side note, during our walk around town, we saw Ms. Colombia. Decked out in a red dress with a huge tiara, she was getting her picture taken by Rowe's Wharf. I tried to get Karen to use her birthday as a means to get Ms. Colombia to let her wear the tiara, but Karen wasn't too keen on the idea.
All in all, it was definitely a fun time. And I think Karen enjoyed the day as well, which is really what matters.
I Suck At Gymboree
This past Friday, Karen and I took our two year old daughter (Briana) and our eight month old daughter (Bridget) to Gymboree. For the four of us, it was our first time at Gymboree. I guess you can say that I suck at Gymboree.
Anyway, Gymboree was having a Halloween party for kids on Friday. Our friends (Cass and Ellen), who have a daughter that goes to Gymboree, organized the outing. So in addition to them, my friend (Meredith) and her son also attended.
Needless to say, it was quite the fun time. Of course, it seems like any outing on a Friday night would be a fun time. I almost forgot what it feels like to go out on a Friday night since we seldom do it any more.
I think the kids enjoyed it as well. Well, I think Briana enjoyed it. Bridget still isn't walking yet. So how much fun can an eight month old have crawling around and watching other kids run around? And I must say, the staff (of two) at Gymboree is very good. They did an excellent job entertaining the gazillion (or maybe twenty) children that were there.
And following the Halloween party, all of us headed back to Cass and Ellen's to hang out. Cass and Ellen were gracious enough to make dinner for everyone which was quite nice. I think for some, it was a good time to hang out and chat about parenting. And in some ways, it was good to hear that some of the challenges that Karen and I faced are common challenges faced by other parents.
All in all, it was an enjoyable family outing.
Anyway, Gymboree was having a Halloween party for kids on Friday. Our friends (Cass and Ellen), who have a daughter that goes to Gymboree, organized the outing. So in addition to them, my friend (Meredith) and her son also attended.
Needless to say, it was quite the fun time. Of course, it seems like any outing on a Friday night would be a fun time. I almost forgot what it feels like to go out on a Friday night since we seldom do it any more.
I think the kids enjoyed it as well. Well, I think Briana enjoyed it. Bridget still isn't walking yet. So how much fun can an eight month old have crawling around and watching other kids run around? And I must say, the staff (of two) at Gymboree is very good. They did an excellent job entertaining the gazillion (or maybe twenty) children that were there.
And following the Halloween party, all of us headed back to Cass and Ellen's to hang out. Cass and Ellen were gracious enough to make dinner for everyone which was quite nice. I think for some, it was a good time to hang out and chat about parenting. And in some ways, it was good to hear that some of the challenges that Karen and I faced are common challenges faced by other parents.
All in all, it was an enjoyable family outing.
Thursday, October 25, 2012
I Suck At Facility Tours
It's not often that I get to do something different at work. And by different, I mean something other than sitting in front of a computer all day creating software solutions for clients. But it just so happens, Monday was that day.
On Monday, I was one of a select few in my team chosen to go on a company facility tour. Too bad I suck at facility tours. Truth be told, it was my first facility tour... ever.
The facility is located in Braintree. It was the company's first waste facility. As the company has grown, there have been other larger facilities. But Braintree was the first.
Interestingly enough, I grew up on the South Shore. I never knew that there was a waste facility in Braintree located near the Quincy shipyards. I must have driven by it many times growing up. And truth be told, the street signs for the facility are so hidden that unless you're looking for it, you probably wouldn't even know it was there to begin with.
Needless to say, it was an interesting tour particularly because it gave me insight as to one of the many things that my company does. Having context is great, especially for a software developer such as myself. I get to understand the reasons why an application is designed as such.
The most interesting part of the tour was when a group of us were led into a bay containing drums upon drums of hazardous waste. If seeing drums of waste weren't interesting enough, there was a facility worker in the adjacent room about 10 feet away. The worker was decked out from head to toe in protective gear, gas mask, gloves, etc. He was quite visible as there were no doors... just a door way. But there he was, doing something with a drum in his protective clothing. And there we were, dressed in regular clothes with nothing but a hard hat and goggles.
Of course, we were assured that we were completely safe. Regardless, it just looked odd. If we were exposed to radiation of some sort, I am hoping to get a cool super power. We'll see.
Super powers aside, it was a nice informative tour.
On Monday, I was one of a select few in my team chosen to go on a company facility tour. Too bad I suck at facility tours. Truth be told, it was my first facility tour... ever.
The facility is located in Braintree. It was the company's first waste facility. As the company has grown, there have been other larger facilities. But Braintree was the first.
Interestingly enough, I grew up on the South Shore. I never knew that there was a waste facility in Braintree located near the Quincy shipyards. I must have driven by it many times growing up. And truth be told, the street signs for the facility are so hidden that unless you're looking for it, you probably wouldn't even know it was there to begin with.
Needless to say, it was an interesting tour particularly because it gave me insight as to one of the many things that my company does. Having context is great, especially for a software developer such as myself. I get to understand the reasons why an application is designed as such.
The most interesting part of the tour was when a group of us were led into a bay containing drums upon drums of hazardous waste. If seeing drums of waste weren't interesting enough, there was a facility worker in the adjacent room about 10 feet away. The worker was decked out from head to toe in protective gear, gas mask, gloves, etc. He was quite visible as there were no doors... just a door way. But there he was, doing something with a drum in his protective clothing. And there we were, dressed in regular clothes with nothing but a hard hat and goggles.
Of course, we were assured that we were completely safe. Regardless, it just looked odd. If we were exposed to radiation of some sort, I am hoping to get a cool super power. We'll see.
Super powers aside, it was a nice informative tour.
Wednesday, October 24, 2012
I Suck At Hotel Transylvania
On Sunday, Karen and I took my nephew (PJ) out for his birthday. For several years now, Karen and I have take our niece (Kaleigh) and nephew out for their respective birthdays instead of giving them material gifts. After all, there's only so much collective junk that a kid can get at such a young age, right? And it just so happens that Sunday was the day for PJ.
Incidentally, my favorite sister-in-law (Janine) wanted to do the same thing for our daughter (Briana). Let's just say, I think that plan may be on hold since Briana's birthday was back in March... and it's now October.
Anyway, PJ wanted to watch the movie, Hotel Transylvania in 3-D for his birthday. Now, I suck at Hotel Transylvania. For Karen, it was her first time watching a movie in 3-D. And I must say, I thought the movie was cute. In fact, I would say the film is definitely one of Adam Sandler's better movies, which isn't saying too much considering Adam Sandler's recent string of movies. Needless to say, Hotel Transylvania was an enjoyable movie.
From there, we headed over to the nearby Hanover mall to feed PJ's addiction to "the claw". For some reason, PJ is addicted to claw machines. For anyone curious, he did not win anything from the claw machine. He would have gone to the arcade at the mall too, were it not for the fact that he had an ice cream in his hand. The arcade at the mall does not allow food or drinks.
I was quite surprised that PJ was actually willing to dump his hardly eaten ice cream just to go to the arcade. To me, that is such a wasteful mindset. Hingham (shake fist). Needless to say, we did not go to the arcade.
Anyway, following the mall, we ended up back at our house where Janine and Kaleigh were watching Briana and our seven month old daughter (Bridget). They ended up staying for dinner too... a nice home-made dinner (hint Karlene... just kidding).
It was quite fun as we watched a few video clips on YouTube on our smart television. It turns out Kaleigh is into One Direction. In fact, she seems to know a lot of pop music these days. They grow up so quickly. Regardless, it was a nice time and I think PJ enjoyed the day even if he didn't win anything at the claw machine or go to the arcade. Perhaps next year.
Incidentally, my favorite sister-in-law (Janine) wanted to do the same thing for our daughter (Briana). Let's just say, I think that plan may be on hold since Briana's birthday was back in March... and it's now October.
Anyway, PJ wanted to watch the movie, Hotel Transylvania in 3-D for his birthday. Now, I suck at Hotel Transylvania. For Karen, it was her first time watching a movie in 3-D. And I must say, I thought the movie was cute. In fact, I would say the film is definitely one of Adam Sandler's better movies, which isn't saying too much considering Adam Sandler's recent string of movies. Needless to say, Hotel Transylvania was an enjoyable movie.
From there, we headed over to the nearby Hanover mall to feed PJ's addiction to "the claw". For some reason, PJ is addicted to claw machines. For anyone curious, he did not win anything from the claw machine. He would have gone to the arcade at the mall too, were it not for the fact that he had an ice cream in his hand. The arcade at the mall does not allow food or drinks.
I was quite surprised that PJ was actually willing to dump his hardly eaten ice cream just to go to the arcade. To me, that is such a wasteful mindset. Hingham (shake fist). Needless to say, we did not go to the arcade.
Anyway, following the mall, we ended up back at our house where Janine and Kaleigh were watching Briana and our seven month old daughter (Bridget). They ended up staying for dinner too... a nice home-made dinner (hint Karlene... just kidding).
It was quite fun as we watched a few video clips on YouTube on our smart television. It turns out Kaleigh is into One Direction. In fact, she seems to know a lot of pop music these days. They grow up so quickly. Regardless, it was a nice time and I think PJ enjoyed the day even if he didn't win anything at the claw machine or go to the arcade. Perhaps next year.
I Suck At Kid Parties
This past Saturday, Karen, my two and half year old daughter (Briana), my seven month old daughter (Bridget) and I were invited to a kid party located in the boonylands known as Methuen where our friends (Kristine and Rick) live. Now, I suck at kid parties.
Nothing says fun like attending a kid party full of parents and kids where the only person you know are the parents of the birthday child. This is probably the one time that I'll shake my fist and say curses to Briana. After all, it wasn't until Briana was born that Karen and I got invited to these kid parties. It's funny how that works.
Regardless, the theme for their son's party was Star Wars. Kristine did a nice job organizing the party. I know the highlight for Briana was probably the bouncy house. And really, what's not to like about bouncy houses?
Anyway, after the kid party fun, we ended up visiting Karen's Lowell-loving cousin (Karlene) and her husband (Tommy). Lowell, as there is a lot to like about the city, is not that far from Methuen. So we met them for dinner.
Karen's aunt (Denise) jokes that Karlene and Tommy never cook dinner whenever we visit. And interestingly enough, they did not cook on Saturday. Instead, we opted to grab take out from a restaurant called Good Thymes. It just so happens that Good Thymes claims to have the best haddock in Lowell. Naturally, I had to put that claim to the test by ordering their haddock bella vista.
Let's just say, if Good Thymes has the best haddock in Lowell, then I think other cities may have better haddock. The haddock was ok. I would not say the meal was outstanding. But really, I wasn't expecting too much because Good Thymes seemed to me like a place where the majority of patrons are senior citizens.
Nevertheless, it was fun to just hang out and visit Karlene and Tommy. Among some of the topics of conversation that came up were the two-handed handshake (to which I am not a fan of), swinging, and Karlene and Tommy's new Keurig machine. For anyone curious, Karlene knows someone who may/may not be into swinging. Lowell... there's a lot to like about Lowell.
Aunt Denise and Uncle Paul also stopped by for a visit while we there as well. They recently came back from a trip to Disney. So it was good to see them while we were up there. All in all, it was a long day, but a fun time.
Nothing says fun like attending a kid party full of parents and kids where the only person you know are the parents of the birthday child. This is probably the one time that I'll shake my fist and say curses to Briana. After all, it wasn't until Briana was born that Karen and I got invited to these kid parties. It's funny how that works.
Regardless, the theme for their son's party was Star Wars. Kristine did a nice job organizing the party. I know the highlight for Briana was probably the bouncy house. And really, what's not to like about bouncy houses?
Anyway, after the kid party fun, we ended up visiting Karen's Lowell-loving cousin (Karlene) and her husband (Tommy). Lowell, as there is a lot to like about the city, is not that far from Methuen. So we met them for dinner.
Karen's aunt (Denise) jokes that Karlene and Tommy never cook dinner whenever we visit. And interestingly enough, they did not cook on Saturday. Instead, we opted to grab take out from a restaurant called Good Thymes. It just so happens that Good Thymes claims to have the best haddock in Lowell. Naturally, I had to put that claim to the test by ordering their haddock bella vista.
Let's just say, if Good Thymes has the best haddock in Lowell, then I think other cities may have better haddock. The haddock was ok. I would not say the meal was outstanding. But really, I wasn't expecting too much because Good Thymes seemed to me like a place where the majority of patrons are senior citizens.
Nevertheless, it was fun to just hang out and visit Karlene and Tommy. Among some of the topics of conversation that came up were the two-handed handshake (to which I am not a fan of), swinging, and Karlene and Tommy's new Keurig machine. For anyone curious, Karlene knows someone who may/may not be into swinging. Lowell... there's a lot to like about Lowell.
Aunt Denise and Uncle Paul also stopped by for a visit while we there as well. They recently came back from a trip to Disney. So it was good to see them while we were up there. All in all, it was a long day, but a fun time.
Friday, October 12, 2012
I Suck At Flu Shots
I've been slacking off of late. I haven't written a post in quite some time, mostly because I have been lacking the time to do so. But today, I just had to make time for a post because something comical happened to me today.
Before I write about today, however, I'll quickly recap all of the things that I had missed since my last post.
Wednesday: (at least I think it was Wednesday) Karen, my two year old daughter (Briana), my seven month old daughter (Bridget) and I went to Wild Willy's Burger located in Quincy. My friend (Marc) apparently had been craving Wild Willy's. So he, my friends (Kelley, Andrea, and Sam), and my BFF (Kerry) went to satisfy his cravings. As usual, the food there was very delicious. I had the "all natural" burger, which was a burger made from cows fed a vegetarian diet. It was quite delicious! Probably the most memorable part of the night was my attempt to give Bridget a strawberry allergy by giving her a taste of my strawberry shake. For anyone curious, she was fine... no allergy... yet. Aside from that, the only thing I really remember from that night was heading back to Marc and Kelley's afterward and possibly scaring Andrea by mentioning she may have a ghost in her basement... her dark basement... which wouldn't be scary otherwise were it not for the fact that she could possibly be alone in the dark basement with the ghost. (Yes, I'm a jerk... but it's almost Halloween.)
Saturday: My friends (Garv and Leeann) decided to have a whiskey/fire pit night. The original idea came about as Andrea really wanted Garv to host a night to show off the fire pit. Interestingly enough, Andrea could not attend the shin dig that she was instrumental in cajoling. Attending the party were my friends (Cass and Ellen), Marc, Kelley, and Kerry. As usual, it was a fun time, if you throw out the part of where I got lost driving to Garv and Leeann's. I knew I should have taken that left turn at Albuquergue. Oops. Regardless, it was a fun time even if most of my time was spent with the ever active Briana.
Sunday: Completing my Marc and Kerry weekend was breakfast at Stars on Hingham Harbor in... Hingham. As usual, the food there was delicious. Truth be told, I was not even sure if I were supposed to go to breakfast that Sunday. Originally, Karen told me that her, Kerry and my friend (Jen) were meeting there for breakfast. Thus, I wasn't sure if it were a girls' thing or not. Luckily for me, Marc was also invited (on Saturday night). So I figured it was an open invite. Needless to say, the food was delicious as usual, and it was good to hang out and see Jen.
Following breakfast, Karen, Briana, Bridget, and I went to my favorite sister-in-law's (Janine) to celebrate my nephew's (PJ) birthday. The theme for the party was sharks. It was an interesting party. I'll leave it at that. I've never been good at being fake around people, especially people who I may have grudges against. I usually don't hold grudges, but sometimes I just can't let it go when it relates to my son (Braden) who passed away. Luckily for me, I don't have to see them all that often.
Yesterday: Last night, Marc and Kelley had us over for our usual weekly get together. Joining in on the fun were Andrea and Kerry. We basically just hung out and had some laughs. One of the topics of conversation that came up was my stellar fashion sense. For those who don't know, I will wear something until it literally falls apart. I've never been big into clothes as evident from my t-shirt/shorts attire. The topic came about because I was wearing a t-shirt that is older than most teenagers. Eventually, that led to my regimen of wearing certain dress clothes on certain days... which only has been restarted since my current employer has a business casual dress code. It should be noted that I dislike dress codes. After all, I'm a t-shirt and shorts type of guy.
Anyway, all of that has led to today where my daughters had to get a flu shot. Too bad I suck at flu shots. In fact, I suck so badly that I have never had a flu shot as an adult. Yes, I put a hefty price on my antibodies.
Needless to say, Bridget was not a fan at all of the shot as she immediately started crying. Briana, on the hand, was one tough cookie. The needle didn't faze her at all. So in celebration of flu shots (Yay flu shots), we went out to Bertucci's in Hingham for dinner.
And it was not until I went to the bathroom at Bertucci's did I realize... I had a big gaping tear in my dress pants. The tear was from the inseam across one of the butt cheeks. I have no idea how long the tear was there. The pants were fine this morning. The pants were fine when I got home. Either the tear happened at the doctors' office or at Bertucci's. Either way, I'm sure someone got a nice look at my styling boxers. Good thing I wasn't going commando.
Anyway, I got a good chuckle when I got home to see just how big the gaping hole was. I guess now I can introduce a new pair of pants into my stylish wardrobe routine for work.
Before I write about today, however, I'll quickly recap all of the things that I had missed since my last post.
Wednesday: (at least I think it was Wednesday) Karen, my two year old daughter (Briana), my seven month old daughter (Bridget) and I went to Wild Willy's Burger located in Quincy. My friend (Marc) apparently had been craving Wild Willy's. So he, my friends (Kelley, Andrea, and Sam), and my BFF (Kerry) went to satisfy his cravings. As usual, the food there was very delicious. I had the "all natural" burger, which was a burger made from cows fed a vegetarian diet. It was quite delicious! Probably the most memorable part of the night was my attempt to give Bridget a strawberry allergy by giving her a taste of my strawberry shake. For anyone curious, she was fine... no allergy... yet. Aside from that, the only thing I really remember from that night was heading back to Marc and Kelley's afterward and possibly scaring Andrea by mentioning she may have a ghost in her basement... her dark basement... which wouldn't be scary otherwise were it not for the fact that she could possibly be alone in the dark basement with the ghost. (Yes, I'm a jerk... but it's almost Halloween.)
Saturday: My friends (Garv and Leeann) decided to have a whiskey/fire pit night. The original idea came about as Andrea really wanted Garv to host a night to show off the fire pit. Interestingly enough, Andrea could not attend the shin dig that she was instrumental in cajoling. Attending the party were my friends (Cass and Ellen), Marc, Kelley, and Kerry. As usual, it was a fun time, if you throw out the part of where I got lost driving to Garv and Leeann's. I knew I should have taken that left turn at Albuquergue. Oops. Regardless, it was a fun time even if most of my time was spent with the ever active Briana.
Sunday: Completing my Marc and Kerry weekend was breakfast at Stars on Hingham Harbor in... Hingham. As usual, the food there was delicious. Truth be told, I was not even sure if I were supposed to go to breakfast that Sunday. Originally, Karen told me that her, Kerry and my friend (Jen) were meeting there for breakfast. Thus, I wasn't sure if it were a girls' thing or not. Luckily for me, Marc was also invited (on Saturday night). So I figured it was an open invite. Needless to say, the food was delicious as usual, and it was good to hang out and see Jen.
Following breakfast, Karen, Briana, Bridget, and I went to my favorite sister-in-law's (Janine) to celebrate my nephew's (PJ) birthday. The theme for the party was sharks. It was an interesting party. I'll leave it at that. I've never been good at being fake around people, especially people who I may have grudges against. I usually don't hold grudges, but sometimes I just can't let it go when it relates to my son (Braden) who passed away. Luckily for me, I don't have to see them all that often.
Yesterday: Last night, Marc and Kelley had us over for our usual weekly get together. Joining in on the fun were Andrea and Kerry. We basically just hung out and had some laughs. One of the topics of conversation that came up was my stellar fashion sense. For those who don't know, I will wear something until it literally falls apart. I've never been big into clothes as evident from my t-shirt/shorts attire. The topic came about because I was wearing a t-shirt that is older than most teenagers. Eventually, that led to my regimen of wearing certain dress clothes on certain days... which only has been restarted since my current employer has a business casual dress code. It should be noted that I dislike dress codes. After all, I'm a t-shirt and shorts type of guy.
Anyway, all of that has led to today where my daughters had to get a flu shot. Too bad I suck at flu shots. In fact, I suck so badly that I have never had a flu shot as an adult. Yes, I put a hefty price on my antibodies.
Needless to say, Bridget was not a fan at all of the shot as she immediately started crying. Briana, on the hand, was one tough cookie. The needle didn't faze her at all. So in celebration of flu shots (Yay flu shots), we went out to Bertucci's in Hingham for dinner.
And it was not until I went to the bathroom at Bertucci's did I realize... I had a big gaping tear in my dress pants. The tear was from the inseam across one of the butt cheeks. I have no idea how long the tear was there. The pants were fine this morning. The pants were fine when I got home. Either the tear happened at the doctors' office or at Bertucci's. Either way, I'm sure someone got a nice look at my styling boxers. Good thing I wasn't going commando.
Anyway, I got a good chuckle when I got home to see just how big the gaping hole was. I guess now I can introduce a new pair of pants into my stylish wardrobe routine for work.
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