Sweet Caroline

It was cousin day at the Red Sox game today... and cousins eat cotton candy... which results in pink tongues, hyperactivity and severe sugar crashes.

I started the day visiting a church associated with the organization I work for and hugging lots of old friends while meeting all their new babies... Then headed over to Fenway for a sausage and the game... after down to Cambridge for a quick stroll along campus... and then a lovely dinner atop a quaint cafe in the area... then over to Brookline for yogurt with friends (including a dear friend who just happened to be passing through from Texas)... and ended in bed with my cousin perusing our pictures from the last week.

Last night we watched the fireworks on the Charles and I was sadly disappointed when Neil Diamond sang Sweet Caroline and the people along the banks did not go as crazy as I thought they should have, it being Boston and all.

But today, at Fenway, the people of Boston redeemed themselves and I got another round of American themed anthems in.

Ba Ba Ba... Good times never seemed so good.