A 40year old female living in New England..... rambling about parenting 4 kids,homeschooling, autism, spiritual abuse, relatives, politics and any other thought that passes through this old brain.
I mostly ramble on "in the garden"
I thought I'd be able to eat at least 10 lobsters or as my relatives might say, "lobstahs".
I am ashamed to admit, I got four but didn't eat four lobsters.
I ate scallops....boiled, fried, wrapped in bacon...all kinds of scallops. I loved scallops- before last night.
I will probably NEVER eat another scallop or lobstah again in my whole life.
Only once before did I get a lobstah that I couldn't eat- I traveled west to St. Louis with a foster mother. We went out to eat and ordered lobstah. Apparently in the land logged areas there is a different kind of lobstah- rock lobster- it looks like a huge crayfish and tastes akin to rope. We returned ours. The waittress was WONDERFUL in not charging us as they thought our "accents" clearly indicated that we had no idea that there would be a different lobster in the midwest then what we eat in New England.
So at age 15; I learned that us new englanders sound distinctly different than the rest of our country- and that NOT ALL LOBSTERS are LOBSTAHS.
growing up I have fond memories of eating lobsters at my great grandmother's home in Vineyard Haven Massachussetts... on Martha's Vineyard, an island off of Cape Cod.
My aunt Judy's husband once brought a huge lobstah to her house. He was a fisherman then and we ate lobstah until we were full.
Never sick of lobstah though until last night.
I ramble.....the resturant was awesome.
We drove through the woods of Rhode Island down winding trails. Little elfs were on boxes in trees as we approached the Nordic Lodge. Some trees had faces on them. I saw a mother load of fiddleheads and made my husband stop so I could pick them. My brother in law loves fiddleheads and I wanted to bring some home to him.
When you pull into the resturant parking lot, there is a lake on the right with a lighted water fountain. Music is piped through outside speakers. They have horses and emus. To your left is a large lake.
The staff were so friendly, I felt like I had come "home".
The food was amazing. They had everything from lobstahs to prime rib.....chocolate covered cherries, strawberries...and vanilla chocolate dipped strawberries.
After dinner we went to the beaches in Charleston.
We love Rhode Island....
we are thinking that maybe for the next 10 years we can start planning to purchase a second home out that way....
The best part of the night was being with my best friend and lover- the man that has spent the last ten years of his life being my better half. I am the one with dreams and creations- he stablizes those and makes them become real.
who would have thought 10 years ago that we would be celebrating this day- with 3 more incredible children; a home; a garden full of butterflies and birds......and the hope of 10 more years to come.
May 16, 1998 was the day I married my prince charming.