Abby in Groton
This past week, my girlfriend Abby came to New England to visit my family, my church, and my hometown. On Thursday, her first day with us, we had a Christmas celebration for her. Abby is Southerner who considers everywhere above the Mason-Dixon line to be “the frozen wasteland,” so my parents got her a blanket for her to keep warm whenever she is at our home. She wrapped herself up in it practically every minute she was inside.
Sunday was Abby’s twenty-first birthday, so my mother made her a cake, with twenty-one candles. Abby’s own mother had shipped her birthday present home with me earlier. Abby experienced all the essentials of a Mullen birthday, including the special plate and the tuneless singing of “Happy Birthday.”
Abby, my family, and I did several other things during the week. On Friday, we went to Old Sturbridge Village. On Sunday, Abby met the church people and played the piano in the evening for special music and congregational singing. On Monday, we went to my grandparents’ home for dinner. On Tuesday, we went to Boston to see the Make Way for Ducklings statues, the Museum of Fine Arts, and other sights. On Wednesday, we went to Maine. I’ll write about most of those things in future posts.
All of the pictures in this post can be seen in the gallery.
Posted 5 Jan. 2007 at 2:52 pm | Permalink
Lincoln, I love the pictures!!!!! and the blog. :) Abby, you cut you’re hair! But it looks cute. have fun up there in the cold! See snow for me. :) HA
See you guys soon!
Posted 5 Jan. 2007 at 10:43 pm | Permalink
I’m laughing at the idea of Abby’s being ensconced in a blanket during her entire visit–especially as I remember stopping by her home on a warm day in Greenville (it was probably last May, because I think my visit was somehow related to my dress for her brother and sister-in-law’s wedding) and finding her wearing a sweatshirt! I wondered if she was sick and trying to fend of chills…..
Posted 6 Jan. 2007 at 9:05 pm | Permalink
Lincoln . . . I think I’ve been to that Old Sturbridge Village. It sounds very familiar. Our one family vacation was up in New England and we hit several spots. Tell me more about this place.
Posted 6 Jan. 2007 at 9:23 pm | Permalink
I love Sturbridge! Such a cool little village…we used to go there a lot when I was a kid. (They have a Friendly’s down the road too!)