With this many Rhumb Line employees all at the same wedding, it begs the question “Who is manning the ship.” Not included in the photo, but in attendance is Fred Shrigley and MANY musicians who have graced the Rhumb Line stage!!!

Congratulations to Dan and Amanda King we are honored to share in their amazing day and wish them a lifetime of happiness. Let the dancing begin!

Every once in a while I come across these letters while trying my darnedest to declutter the boys’ bedroom.

It’s a pretty cool thing for the Office of the President to do and I hope that Thatcher and Finn save them for years to come….regardless of future political affiliations.

Nice race!!

The boys and I had the pleasure of sneaking some up-close photos of the seine boats earlier today.  Much more importantly, we had the pleasure of meeting Julianna Frontiero and her father, Tony.  Tony, I was told, is a legend in St. Peter Fiesta seine boat racing history.  His daughter, Julianna, is the inspiration behind this year’s Wharf Rats team and the their mission to win while pulling hard for her onboard the Pinta later this weekend!  As Julianna fights a very rare disease called Friedreich’s Ataxia, the crew will be thinking of her with each and every stroke.

Please take a minute to read a post done by Felicia back in November by clicking HERE

And they’re off!

With the Fire Dept in the Santa Maria, the police in the Nina, and the Coast Guard in the Pinta! Let’s see who wins!

Hypothetically….if you were shopping at a really large chain store for a long list of random items and, only after having driven 25 minutes away, realized that you didn’t pay for an item COMPLETELY by accident, what would you do?   What if, to up the ante, you had spent about  $82 and the accidentally unpaid for item cost about $12?  Would you immediately turn around and go back to pay?  Would you call, apology profusely, and go back and pay at your earliest convenience?  Would you fist pump and shout, “Take that, Corporate America”?

I wonder…..

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My boys are all about tradition.  That being the case, our yearly trip to Nantucket is incredibly important to them.  They are creatures of habit and it is very much the small things that help them look forward to the last week of June each year.  One of those predictable “traditions” is the 8:30 a.m. meet up in the Johnny Appleseed’s parking lot in Beverly with the two other families that we travel with.  We load up on coffee and munchkins, hand out the annual Nantucket team t-shirts, and then caravan to Hyannis to get in line for the car ferry.

With the vehicles safely in line, the kiddos are almost exploding with excitement…and the grown-ups get to begin the sweet transition into island relaxation.

With the go ahead, we drive into “belly of the beast”, say good-bye to our Jeep, and head to the bow of the ferry for lots of laughs, photo opportunities, and a few “we’re finally on vacation” drinks.

The excitement builds as Nantucket comes into view and Brant Point Light can first be seen.

Once off the ferry the next step is driving through town, down the cobblestone streets, past some of our favorite haunts, and eagerly anticipating checking out our new digs.  Which….typically do not disappoint!