Apologies to my friend Debbie who got lost once trying to go from Lexington to IKEA (in Stoughton) and ended up in Londonderry, New Hampshire---and I never let her forget it---when I'm the one that got lost in my own town.
Thursday, February 28, 2008
LOST (and I don't mean the TV show)
Tonight started out to be a normal evening. I stopped by to see some friends on my way home and then planned to do a little grocery shopping and go home and accomplish 47 of the 65 things on my list. Well, I neglected to factor in some nasty highway 95 traffic (L.A. style). I should have cut through a few towns but stayed on the highway which was a big mistake. I never really got out of second gear which would have aggravated even the most even tempered unruffle-able person. I finally couldn't take it any more and got off the highway and started meandering through my town toward Market Basket (the grocery store with the best prices). By this time I am so hungry (what do they say about grocery shopping when you're hungry?) I am ready to eat my arm. I wasn't recognizing streets, I ended up on the other side of the highway (how did that happen?) and then I was at a dead end and LOST. And very very aggravated. I wound back around, went a different direction, and finally started to recognize street names (Hancock, Adams, Revere...) and I got to Market Basket. I quickly gathered my groceries without buying too many un-necessary items. I'm home and I just wolfed down a chicken sandwich and some strawberries so am feeling ready to tackle my list and make these and I bet I'll feel better.
Apologies to my friend Debbie who got lost once trying to go from Lexington to IKEA (in Stoughton) and ended up in Londonderry, New Hampshire---and I never let her forget it---when I'm the one that got lost in my own town.
Apologies to my friend Debbie who got lost once trying to go from Lexington to IKEA (in Stoughton) and ended up in Londonderry, New Hampshire---and I never let her forget it---when I'm the one that got lost in my own town.
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The only way I know where I'm going is from finding my after having been lost so many times. Too funny, E. I'm cracking up about Debbie...W?
What? Lost in Massachusetts? That never happened to us!!!
Did you know a T bus got lost (empty) and also went into New Hampshire? True story!
Were you driving, swoopref?
We don't call it being "lost" ... we call it "adventuring" .... exploring new territory even. We love to know our town, inside and out!
And how did PW's apple dumplings turn out? Mountain Dew? I'd never have guessed it. They look amazing! Did you use the 9x13 pan? And put the black smudge on your fingers so they'd turn out just the same? Lol.
Glad you got home safe.
Darn, I thought this post was going to be about "Lost," my favorite TV show! Hee hee...still enjoyed your story.
Are you talking about hte apple things? I coudln't wait for her site to load. I'm in a hurry and can't remember the name... turnovers? I wonder if you can use Sprite? I never have Mountain Dew around. (like I have crescent rolls or enough apples either...) I gotta take another look. Gotta get to kindergarten.
I get lost in Somerville every time I go there. It is kind of joke now.
Back from kindergarten.... Fritters and they look good. Please tell us how they taste.
You and I think alike. I had just checked pw's blog before yours (hoping for hh2tw, but the apple dumpling recipe was an unexpectedly delightful find). I plan to make them today too!
This is Massachusetts! Of course you got lost in your own town....I do it all the time!
At least Lexington is a bit smaller than Boston...
I'm sorry but I am glad I'm not the only one. Just be gald it only happens to you once every 5 years or so instead of every 5 days or so like me.
Chandra
I'm not sure if I am laughing harder at your story or Debbie's! I used to try to use the Prudential Center as my guide to get back to Medford, which was not successful. The Charles River always threw me off.
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