Riverdance

I drove home for our much-awaited trip to Worcester to see Riverdance. I'd seen it once before with my then-boyfriend Andrew, and it was beautiful; but the experience was somewhat dampened by the fact that he didn't enjoy it. This time was completely perfect, because we-the-sisters all love the show and can feel our hearts beat along with freaking all of it. Moth and Fath are less attached to it, but I do believe they had a grand time too. It's good, too, for all six of us to be once again together in these college-ridden times.

We went to Funky Murphy's, which is a regular pub-type place apparently frequented by mostly young people. Fath and I split a chicken pesto wrap (which we both agreed was bland) and a seafood-pasta dish. Squid included...