Today we went Geocaching.  We found two out of the three we set out to get (we found out later, the third had been vandalized and had been removed).  It was really nice to spend a few hours walking around Kennedy Park with the snow gently falling around us.  We almost brought Baxter with us, but it would have been too cold for him to be walking around in the snow for a few hours.  Besides, once he gets ice in a paw, he stops and won't move an inch and waits for one of us to carry him. 

                                                  

                                     

                                     

                                             

                                    

                                    

Today we went out to Boston for a quick jaunt (sorry to all of our Boston people, but we weren't out there long enough to meet up with anyone).  We went to the Bazaar Bizarre, a big DIY craft fair.  After waiting in line for about half an hour to get in (the very large Boston Center for the Arts was over capacity so, like a nightclub, people had to line up in the street and wait for people inside to leave.  It was packed with thousands of people, and just chock-full of crafty goodness.  They even had a stage set up on one side with Johnnie Spaceman playing Christmas tunes and other cool songs on the theremin.  You haven't lived until you've heard "Gigantic" by the Pixies played on the spooky-sounding theremin.  Nope nope.   

                                   

The trees themselves tended to blend into one another with the occasional standout popping up here and there.  Some standouts included a great one from a local women's clinic with some very cool pictures here and here, and the one below of Moby Dick (Herman Melville lived in the Berkshires during his writing years).  There was an ocean theme that kind of went unheeded by most tree-decorators.  One of Kari's co-workers said it best when she said it was pretty good, but something you'd only want to go to once every four or five years. 

One thing that was wicked annoying was two kids that were allowed to run rambunctious throughout the museum while the father ignored their consistent screaming and running around.  I normally never say stuff like this, but those kids should have been tasered and thrown into the live beehive exhibit.   

Sunday, we went to the Gingerbread Competition that was held at Wheatleigh.  As a former hotel manager, I was extremely put off by the sight of the rear seat bench of a car sitting by a side (employee?) entrance of this "Best hotel in the United States".  That, and the piles of ladders and other maintenance stuff strewn about.  Maybe the hotel staff there needs to be the ones tasered and the rambunctious kids should be put in charge.  We got in a half-hour-long line and eventually saw some pretty cool gingerbread houses.  We were very happy to hear that a friend (chef at Bistro Zinc down the street from our place) won first place in the professional category with his recreation of the Church On The Hill.

                                              

                                   

                                              

                                    

                                    

                                    

                                    

                                    

                                     

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