locked down.

i did not expect to wake up to this.  but of course, i'm sure no one in our city did. 

we spent the day yesterday walking around our neighborhood, much of which was barricaded off due to president obama's visit.  it was a beautiful spring day, the kind where i went home and baked rhubarb strawberry bars with all the windows open.  it was lovely.  i thought president obama gave a lovely speech.  we don't have cable so after we walked around down tremont, we stopped at our usual hangout parish to have a beer at the bar and listen to it.  i wiped away tears as i sipped my beer.  we tried to get going, running errands out to pick out a new tv stand, and hung out at home the rest of the evening.  we even went to bed kind of early.

site if the interfaith service yesterday

watching the speech at our local bar

and when i woke up, it was at 7am to a phone call from my dad, saying 'please tell me you're at home.'  we immediately got up, brewed a big pot of coffee and tuned into the news on our laptops.  we stayed in bed, watching the news in disbelief yet again.

so what does one do while they are on lock down?

start drinking martinis at 2

snack

take a cat nap

watch mindless netflix - LOVE the new tv stand btw!

it might seem silly to be doing things like drinking martinis while doing my laundry today.  but to be honest, i don't know what else to do with myself.  i have been reading the stories about the victims of the bombings that have been coming out, and i can't stop reading and thinking about them.  the 27-year-old who helped identify one of the suspects, who just had both legs amputated.  the newlyweds who both lost their left legs while cheering on runners.  the 17-year-old who had an artery ruptured, and whose mother lost both her legs.  the 29-year-old who died, whose parents thought was ok after an identity mix-up.  this is all to say nothing of the children, the eight-year-old who perished and the other children that have been severely injured.  it's just too much to handle, to think this all happened a few blocks away from my home, and that one of the men allegedly responsible is still out there, running around our city. 

our city is a ghost town today.  but it still looks like a beautiful spring day.

view into our courtyard today.

til next time...