how bout them red socks?

So much time has gone by my little bloggetts, I just don't know where to begin! I apologize once again for my absence, I realize that it has been a very long time since my last entry. To start off, Rachel's birthday week was a complete success. The surprise went smoothly and we had night after night of birthday debauchery and madness. Since the family left, Rach and I have been to the Museum of Natural History, Water World and have been working hard. We haven't really hit any new restaurants since we are usually working at night. Water world was super fun. It is exactly what you think it is, it's a water park and we had an absolute blast. At the museum we finally saw the Bodies exhibit that has been touring the country for a few years now. It was definitely cool but I don't think I was quite as blown away as I had been promised. But it was definitely very interesting and it was inspiring to be around something that must have taken so much time and effort. Did you know that if you took a single person's circulatory system and unraveled it and stretched it into a line that it would wrap around the world twice?! Holy freakin moley! The cool thing about the exhibit is that everything is real. The lungs, the muscles, the everything is all from people who signed forms to allow their bodies to be used in the exhibit. At least I think that all of it was. Most of it definitely was. The images that were especially arresting for me were the embryos, which were set in little tubes from 2 weeks to 30 weeks or so. You saw how this little tiny bug looking thing grew into a baby. Another image that really grabbed me was the image of a lung with emphasyma and the lung of a smoker. The smokers lung was completely black. The lungs with cancer and emphasyma looked like they had already died and started to decay. Very frightening images. After the Bodies exhibit we went to the Planetarium. There, Whoopi Goldberg narrated the story of our stars and made us feel very very tiny. After that we went to an Imax movie called "Hubble" where Leonardo DiCaprio led us through an exploration of space through NASA's Hubble telescope. We got to watch astronauts go to space and repair the telescope and then traveled through images captured by it's lens. I'm still confused about how the thing works but it can see light years away so we can look into the past which frankly, boggles my mind. I don't understand how we can know so much about space. Like, how the hell do they know all this stuff! Hats off to the smartie pantses over at NASA. Jeez. So this is the cool stuff that we've been doing instead of blogging. Oh oh... last week we rode our bikes to downtown and swam in the little canal where there's a tiny little beach and tiny little rapids for kids to tube down. Imagine my disappointment when I saw this and didn't have a tube. While I played around in the water looking for treasures, Rachel laid out on her blanket and read her magazine like an adult. While she was there, she shared her shade under a tree with a girl in a wheelchair. I came back from the little river and found them chatting. This girl moved her wheel chair around by moving a pen around a touchpad attached to her chair. She had no used of her hands but could move her elbows and shoulders. I was introduced and Rachel told me that when she was 17 years old, this girl had lost control of her car and tumbled down a cliff. If she had broken one vertabrae higher, she would have been completely paralyzed. Where her car fell, there were only two houses anywhere around. A firefighter that lived in one of them heard the crash and saved her life. Rach and I rode our bikes back to the house with a new and very real sense of appreciation for our lives and our ability to ride our bikes. It's sad that sometimes we need another person's tragedy to be reminded of how good we really have it. Life can change in an instant. Far too quickly for us to waste time ever feeling sorry for ourselves. So maybe your curious about this entries title. Well...my fellow adventurers, we have officially landed ourselves a new home. After posting a sublet plea for anywhere in the country on facebook and hoping that fate would decide our next spot of exploration, the adventure Gods answered our prayers and is sending us to B town. We found a sublet through our good friend Cassie and will be living in Boston from Sept 1 till the end of November. We're especially excited about the New England fall. The pretty colors, the crisp air, the smell of apple cider and pumpkins.... we can't wait. We also know that it's gay friendly because well... duh...marriage is legal! Don't worry family and friends, we won't elope and deprive you of what one day will be the most funnest, super cool, outa sight wedding receptions of all time. Also, another great part about swinging over to Boston is.... we're going to spend a few days in New York along the way! Thats right... get your party hats out and put your game faces on because we're comin home! Both Rach and I have collectively spent maybe three days in Boston total so there is lots of exploring to do. If you know anywhere we should hit up when we get there, let us know. Lot's of my friends have lived there and they loved it. Now I'm just dealing with the anxiety of telling my job we're leaving. Boa has known forever but I don't know how to tell my boss. The people I work with are great, but he's kind of an asshole and I'm afraid if I give him two weeks notice he'll screw me over for two weeks, which I can't afford. I think I'll tell my coworker Megan first, who I really like, and ask her for advice. She's worked for Tom for 9 years so if anyone would know how to handle the situation it would be her. We're excited to move on, but we're extremely sad to leave Denver. We really love it here and if we were ready to settle down, I think this would be the place. But we're just not ready. And you never know... your life can change in an instant so you have to live everyday with all your heart. So for this next chapter in adventure, we'll be switching our beloved red rocks... for our sworn enemy the Red Socks. Funny how that worked out huh? Rach and I decided we'll go to Fenway for a game but we're not brave enough to wear any Yankees clothes. Maybe we'll wear them under our hoodies and if there are lots of Yankee fans to protect us we'll take the sweatshirts off. Now the new countdown begins...three weeks and two days left with the mountains we've grown to love so very much. -lj