On My Way Home

I'm actually sitting in the New York JFK airport at the moment, deciding which of the possibilities for time wasting sounds the most exciting. I have a brand new copy of "Flight of the Conchords" season two sitting next to me, and ipod in my bag, an awesome book that I'll probably read cover to cover before I get to Provo, and a Best Buy vending machine down the hallway that just looks so interesting (it appears as if I can buy ipods of all types and electronic accessories by inserting my card into a soda machine-looking like-thing). I chose blogging.
I have been lax in my blogging (about a month since the last tidbit of Michelle-ness-osity) and I apologize, kind of.
I've been traveling around a bit. Currently, I'm finishing up a trip to visit my brother, Mike, and his family in Boston (where they moved this past spring). Mom and I planned to show up on the same day, and we'd be followed by my sister, Tina, and her family. I assumed my adventure would be full of beans and cream pies.
Nope. Regardless of how grand my brother's house is, any place starts to feel small when 12 people are put inside it. My trip was filled with outings to various beaches, shopping in downtown Boston, and visiting the Plimouth Plantation (and no, I didn't spell that wrong). Being a history teacher, I loved the Plimouth Plantation (where actors dress up as the original colonists and they've recreated the original village of Plymouth.) I also got to go aboard the Mayflower II (a reproduction of the original). I saved several historical sites for my next visit (I'm looking forward to also seeing Lexington/Concord and Salem). So, if anybody's interested in joining up on the next Boston trip, let me know.