Last Friday immediately after work I jumped in my car and drove two hours down to a Pampered Chef party at my cousin Kristin's house in Connecticut. At a Pampered Chef party, or any other home sales parties, a consultant from the company comes to the host's house and gives a demonstration then hands out catalogues for people to buy things from. Pampered Chef sells cooking supplies, so there were myriad hors d'oeurves made using the cooking utensils set out for the ladies to eat (that's another thing, usually only women attend these parties). The consultant stood in front of us holding up different cooking items, such as large non-stick skillets and spatulas, and explaining why each was unique and practical, and worth paying three times as much as target would sell it for. The main dish of the night that she made in front of us was barbecue chicken sandwiches. All the ladies at the party were impressed because she put chicken in a large stone casserole dish and put it in the microwave for 20 minutes and it came out cooked. I don't mean to be rude, I own a few things from pampered chef, but I put chicken in my microwave to defrost it and if I leave it in for more than a minute or two it begins to cook, so the large stone dish for over $50 seemed a bit unnecessary. However, the sandwiches were delicious. The girlfriend of another cousin was there with me and she and I were flipping through the catalogue trying to figure out what would cause people to think they needed half the stuff in there (a soda can opener? what, so you don't break a nail?).
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| The entirely necessary microwave chicken cooker, only $85 |
The next day my parents promised me we could go to the Watch Hill beach in Rhode Island. It is one of my favorite beaches and only an hour from my house in Connecticut, but two hours from Boston, so it is easier for me to get there from my parents' house. Watch Hill is like a mini version of Matha's Vineyard (or so I'm told, I've never been to Martha's Vineyard). It's a small town in the corner of the state on the Atlantic Ocean with high end yacht club stores and cafes, a ton of beautiful boats and houses, and gorgeous beaches with large waves.
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| Main road by the harbor and beach in Watch Hill |
Saturday night I got together with some close friends from home. Justin has a beautiful in-ground pool in his backyard and at least once each summer he invites people over to swim and hang out at night. This time Lily, Dave, and Olivia were there as well as two other friends they had from college. One guy did these crazy card magic tricks for us and the other one, Olivia's boyfriend, was from Romania and a little crazy himself. For example, I learned from him that you can go over 100 mph on a motorcycle on the highway and cops won't chase after you for liability reasons. He knows this from experience. I got a weird feeling of deja vu while at Justin's house that night: I have known these friends for at least 4 years, and some as long as 9 years, and even though I'm in law school now and they are in or finishing college, it's as if nothing as changed from middle school and high school. We would have been sitting around talking about almost the same things 5 years ago that we did that night. Like when Justin brought up yet another random yet hilarious news story he had seen recently: " 'Goat Man' spotted..." Look for yourself: Goat Man news article.
Camilo Comes Home!
I drove back to Boston Sunday night with only two more days until Camilo flew home from Europe. I think I occupied myself pretty well for two weeks while he was gone. It was still great to see him at the airport as he emerged from the customs and border patrol area. I practically ran over to him and he gave me the biggest hug ever even though he was wicked tired and jet lagged. Even after two weeks running around Europe, which I was definitely jealous of, he was so happy to be home and see me again, almost as happy as I was to have him back.
Enrique Iglesias and Jennifer Lopez Concert
Last night was probably the most exciting night I've had in the past two weeks: my parents came up to Boston to go to the Enrique Iglesias and Jennifer Lopez concert with me!!! As a joint birthday present for my mom and I, my parents bought second row balcony tickets for this concert. I have been looking forward to it for months.
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| My mom, me, and my dad from our seats overlooking the stage in between acts |
Before the concert, audience members could text messages to be shown on the jumbo tron. My parents totally surprised me-which they rarely accomplish anymore- by putting "Happy Birthday Kelly S Aug 2! Love mom and dad" on the screen! At first, I was surprised that someone else named Kelly S shared my birthday, but quickly realized it was for me. That was so sweet of them. Also before the concert my mom and I went to get drinks. I just got a soda but she wanted a beer. At all sports arenas in Boston, you have to have either a Massachusetts ID or passport to buy alcohol if you're under 25, and you get carded if you look under 30. My mom got carded, and after a few moments the cashier handed back her Connecticut driver's license and apologized. I'm sure she took it as a compliment.
Even though I saw Enrique Iglesias in concert in September and he had exactly the same set, including bringing fans on stage with him and dancing with one girl to "Hero," he was still an incredible performer and singer, and we all enjoyed his act. Jennifer Lopez was a bit more into performing, as she had back-up dancers and some story lines in her performance, but her part of the show was just as good. My favorite part of her set was when she sang my favorite song off her new album, "Until It Beats No More," and actually had a montage of videos and photos of her with her children during the song. I was a bit unsure about attending a concert with my parents, but all three of us were singing and dancing, screaming, yelling, clapping, and waving our hands in the air throughout the whole thing, so it turned out to be a great night.
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