strawberries, chocolates and pizzzzzzzzzzzza

we picked strawberries.  and they were ALL this size (but not heart shaped...)  

and we had to fill two huge buckets.  and i had the sniffles and no tissues.  

and the strawberry field was full of semiferal Summer camp children. 

it was awful. actually beyond awful.  

the smoothies we made after kind of made up for it ;)

don't let the smile fool you.  he was not happy :|

and just when i thought it could get no more painful, Danny found this

heart shaped rock and begged me to take it home in my purse.  

because who doesn't love carrying a huge rock around with them and 

finding their phone all scratched up when they get to the car??

i reattached all his sock monkey's limbs back on (i suck at making sock monkeys)

and made peanut butter bars which didn't suck :)

we went on a date to Rhode Island

gosh it's a little bit ghetto in areas (like the areas we went to....)

we were SO RELIEVED to see this sign ;)

we split a mud bucket at Uncle Ed's and it was heavenly

that's hot fudge and peanut butter - tons of it :)

i never-ever take a picture of the other never-ever sat on bench

because:

and:

this is Manchester, Massachusetts and omg it's dull and dreary 

(but not in a disinterested, diesel infused way like Manchester, England)

it's $25 to park and $5 each to walk on the beach - for real :|
whhhhhhhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaaat?????????!!!!!  yes :|

we saved our money and bought a box of chocolates instead :) 

and found this slightly ghetto-ish beach with free parking under the flight path to Logan

i loooooved this slightly ghetto free beach

Danny made an adorable little friend

who ran after us when we left with a little gift :)

no trip through Boston is complete without getting lost driving back and forth over this bridge :)

we stopped at one of those 'awesome' pizza joints with horrific street parking and one restroom

L-A-M-E... my Bertucci lovin' heart was NOT impressed 

(and gawddamn how i hate cash only places... my cash is reserved for beach parking ONLY)

they said they only serve bread to locals - yeah right ;)

you better believe they brought us some bread and then some more bread 

because withholding carbs is grounds for murder in my book (for real, i am so not kidding)

it wasn't horrible - it just wasn't awesome and worth finding a street parking space for by any means
and i just love Bertucci's (always have always will :) 

it has a parking lot.  and nice restrooms.  and bread you don't have to cut a bitch for - seriously!