Just What I Needed

I spent the week in my apartment, in my bed, curled up in a ball. I did absolutely nothing, aside from go to doctor’s appointments and the hospital. I held onto Jesus almost every minute of the day that I wasn’t asleep. I needed it, obviously. I was super sick from all the medication for a while, which made me cranky and tired and yuck. I went back to work on Friday, which may have been a bit too soon, in hindsight. When my weekend came, I wanted to do things that made me happy and Jesus was the perfect companion.

On Sunday, we put “soothing face masks” on our faces. Unfortunately, due to the chocolate-y color of the mask, we ended up looking like we were in blackface.

WHAT? Don't look at me like you don't end up in accidental blackface ALL THE TIME.

I found this more humorous than Jesus did, and this was the best picture I could get of him in the mask. Of course, it made it to Facebook anyway.

Monday was probably the best day I’ve ever had in Boston. We started the day with me going to get my hair done at a salon partially owned by our friend. He didn’t charge me for the cut at all, and the only thing I had to pay for was the purple dye they ordered specially for me! I also cut the mullet off the back of my hair so that I’m almost at a bob. I can’t believe how long it’s taking me to grow this pixie cut out! I’ll have to take a picture in brighter light so you can really see how awesome the purple is.

We had lunch downtown and it was gorgeous outside. I really should try to go down there more often.

Lunch on the patio.

After lunch, we meandered through the winding streets of downtown Boston, passing the Old South Meeting House and the Old State House. We strolled through Post Office Square and cut through Downtown Crossing to the Boston Common. We walked up to the State House and then walked through Beacon Hill, which is one of my absolute favorite neighborhoods in Boston. It’s amazingly beautiful. We held hands and kissed like teenagers and talked and laughed and walked and walked. I wish I had taken more photos as we strolled so I could share the beauty.

When we got to the other side of Beacon Hill, we stopped into a pub for a drink and a game of darts (If we had stayed for the entire game, I TOTALLY WOULD HAVE WON). We then bought a bottle of wine and walked down to the Esplanade so that we could sit on the dock of the Charles River and watch the sailboats.

Wind in my hair.

There was such a calm and a peace about me, about us, as we sat there. I’m always amazed that this beautiful oasis exists right in the middle of the city.

Moments like this are the reason I moved here.

After that, we went home to relax for a bit before going out for Jesus’ (Second) Farewell Dinner. We had sushi, and it might have been the best sushi I’ve ever eaten. Yeah, it was *that* good. They had a “Sweet miso yellowtail roll” that was described as “Crabstick, avocado, cucumber, spicy mayo topped with yellowtail, mango, friend onion and radish sprouts.” HOLY SHIT IT WAS TO. DIE. FOR. The place was a little pricey, but totally worth it.

I needed this day so badly. I needed it to remind me what it felt like to be normal. I needed to it remind me what it felt like to be completely in love with someone. I needed it to remind me why I love this city so much.

I needed it to remind me what it felt like to be ME.

(I’m wearing a dress from TJ Maxx, H&M belt, necklace of unknown origin, Steve Madden TROOPA boots in Cognac, Betsey Johnson sunglasses, clutch from a boutique in Florida.)

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  1. LucyLemonadeNo Gravatar
    Posted June 22, 2011 at 12:28 am | Permalink

    Your hair looks great that color. I’m growing out an almost pixie and thinking about dyeing it just to change it up without cutting it.

  2. SolangelNo Gravatar
    Posted June 22, 2011 at 1:11 am | Permalink

    I absolutely loved when my hair was that purple. It was dark enough that my job didn’t mind it at all but when i was in the light it would make people do a double take. Your day sounds marvelous. Falling in love with your city all over again is such a great feeling.

  3. Another Suburban MomNo Gravatar
    Posted June 23, 2011 at 9:28 pm | Permalink

    I am glad you had a great day. You totally needed it, and I also love the purple.

  4. DavidNo Gravatar
    Posted June 24, 2011 at 11:34 pm | Permalink

    I love your dress, it goes great with the hair! Boston is such a fun place, I always have a fun time when I’m there. Glad to see you’re out and about again.

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