Someone from back in my rural Iowa 'hood e-mailed in response to my post that my sister was visiting. Since I didn't specify which sister was visiting, he wrote: "If it's [Sister A], say hi for me. If it's [Sister B], say hi for me. If it's [Sister C], good luck and say hi for me." [Sister C] is a handful in more ways than the present collective storage capacity of the World Wide Web would permit me to enumerate. [Sister A] is the one who is visiting.
One thing about the Freeses, we have high hydration and morning-motivation needs. My sister started the morning with a 20 ounce Diet Mountain Dew. Then I took her to the Starbucks near where I live so she could get both a Venti and Grande coffee.
Yesterday, among other things, we went on the Boston's famous Duck Tour, which uses a World War II amphibious vehicle to drive around Boston and into the Charles River. Our Duck was lavender, and our tour guide was dressed in lavender tie dye and had an ID badge that identified him by the name "Groovy." Later, I took my 46-year-old sister down to the Boston Harbor and we walked around, which was her first time seeing the Atlantic Ocean from any place other than Florida.