Sometimes I feel like I'm in the movie The Village. That's how remote the town of Wolfeboro is. Jenny came to visit our humble town this weekend. Bless her soul. I took her to the Jelly Belly Deli for lunch and after looking around at the patrons in that fine establishment, she said to me:
"Ting, I feel like we're in a different world."
I replied, "Yes, Jenny. We are. Welcome to Wolfeboro."
There's not much to do here (and plus it was raining ... I know -- shocking) so the weekend was lacking in excitement (sorry Jenny!) but it was nice hanging out, chatting, and catching up :) We made veggie burgers, played Banagrams, drank wine, and watched movies. AND, she introduced me to my new drug of choice: Farmville. I then proceeded to force Chris to play. And now, we're both addicted. I need a cow. I don't have any and Chris has like 10 so I need to catch up. Send me cows please.
Jenny, Chris, and the moose that joined us for Sunday Brunch. I asked Chris why he wasn't looking at the camera and he said, "Oh I thought it was supposed to be a candid photo." Really?!?!?! Sigh.
November 16, 2009
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It does look like a candid shot. haha! I want a Thanksgiving sandwich. :(
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