Yesterday, for a happy family occasion, my husband and I made a day trip down to my hometown of Wareham, Massachusetts. (And this is where my dad would want me to tell you he went to school with Geena Davis.) Anyway, we had a nice time and we’re hoping to go back with the kids for several days next year.
A brief tangent: My husband’s GPS, which I scornfully refer to as the Broad-in-a-Box, pronounces Wareham as WEAR-um. I didn’t throw her out the window, though I wanted to. As to why his GPS is named Broad-in-a-Box, or B.B., it stems from the day I got into a very heated argument with the device over directions and, when my husband laughed, I yelled at him that I wasn’t “taking any shit from a broad in a box”. Yes, I argue with inanimate objects more often than I should probably admit. End tangent.
Anyway, a couple of photos from yesterday’s trip.
The landmark that I most associate with the word home—The Buzzards Bay railroad bridge over the Cape Cod Canal:
Of course, to end the day with a bang, my husband and stepmom decided to return through Boston instead of going around like we did on the way down, so I got the Greatest Fears Double Whammy: A tunnel that opens right onto a bridge. Thanks, guys.
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Soooooo glad I wasn’t in the car with you *giggle*
Nice pics.
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I call my mom’s GPS unit Colin as I set him set to British guy for her. We all argue with him, too.
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You should have made them stop at WEBS on the way home as punishment for subjecting you to the Greatest Fears Double Whammy.
MMmm….WEBS…..
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I was at Mass Maritime watching the tugs go thru the canal on Sunday! LOL. I live in Acushnet and have a friend in Wareham (well several actually) that I had breakfast with at Leo’s in Buzzard’s Bay. Small world huh? I have been reading your books and really really enjoying them! Wicked Good! LOL
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I’ve ridden shotgun with Lee driving, so she knows of what she speaks, LOL.
My husband says he knows a guy whose GPS is “Mr. T”. I want that!
I don’t know what WEBS is. Clearly I must remedy this.
That’s so cool, Kathleen! We passed by there on our way out, so I should have waved.
It is a small world! Sunday, when we were leaving, we went through Buzzard’s Bay and, not only did I see the little trailer park we lived in for a little while, but I couldn’t believe Benny’s was still there! And I’m glad you’re enjoying my books!