Today is a very blustery day in Boston. Grey, wet and damn blustery.
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| From weather.com - Note the text in red under the "Right Now" column. |
It reminds me of that Winnie the Pooh story where it becomes so windy in the Hundred Acre Wood that piglet blows away.
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| Oh dear, hang on Piglet!! |
This morning Iylah had her 4 month vaccination appointment near Massachusetts General Hospital (MGH). We only have one car, which Brede now takes to work so I knew we'd be walking. I bundled Iylah up in her little pink jacket, hat and put on her socks.
As we walked out the door I also grabbed Brede's GoLite down jacket. I've been stealing this lately because it's so light weight and warm. Yes, I know it was a bit overkill for just a fall day but despite living in Boston I'm a total cold wuss.
As we exited the Pediatrician's office it was REALLY windy, worse than when we had walked over. The clouds were swirling around and the sky was dark. At that moment I did consider taking the T (Boston's subway) back home instead of walking, but I love walking. I'm trying to fit in 10,000 steps each day. I was also fully prepared for any rain with our stroller rain cover in tote. A little wind and rain wasn't going to stop me!!
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| Evening view of the Longfellow bridge that connects Boston, MA to Cambridge |
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| Sunlight flairs over Longfellow towers (courtesy of Pinterest). This bridge is often called the "salt and pepper bridge" because these towers look like salt and pepper shakers. |
As we walked over the Longfellow bridge I began to regret not taking the T. The wind incredibly strong. The canopy on Iylah's stroller acted like a giant sail and I really struggled to keep the stroller on course and push it uphill against the wind. My hair blew loose from my pony tail and began whipping me in the face and eyes. I squinted my eyes to avoid all the dust that was blowing in the air.
And then...
A HUGE gust came. Waoooshhhhh...
It blew Iylah's little pom pom hat (pictured in this post) onto the roadway. I love this little hat so I quickly put on the stroller brake and began watching the cars to judge if I could safely hop onto the roadway to retrieve it.
As I watched Iylah's little hat blow down the roadway a fellow pedestrian approached. I was hoping he'd save the day and say "Step aside, I'll retrieve your hat" but instead he commented "Was that your jacket?? - the blue one??"
Oh crap. Despite the crazy wind it was not really that cold so I'd had Brede's blue down jacket stuffed in the undercarriage basket of Iylah's stroller. The pedestrian continued "It's in the Charles". Sure enough I looked over the bridge railing and saw the blue jacket. IN THE RIVER. Double crap. In the chaos of chasing down Iylah's little hat I hadn't noticed that the gust has also taken Brede's jacket.
My face fell. Oh man... The pedestrian felt sorry for me and proceeded to chase down Iylah's little hat. So I now have the hat back. But not our $200 down jacket.
Since we are leaving Boston soon I'd been contemplating how to leave a piece of myself behind. I just hadn't counted on it being quite this offering. Charles River gods, I hope you are pleased. And now warm.
P.S. - This sign also blew down and it was BOLTED to the bridge pole. To look on the bright side I guess things could have been worse. This sign could have hit Iylah. Perhaps I do owe a "thank you" to the river gods. What do you think?
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| "Bike Lane" sign that blew off the pole |
P.S.S. - I'm contemplating how I should break the news to Brede. Maybe I'll just let him read this blog and cook him a really nice dinner. Oh wait- I'm a pretty bad cook. Maybe Legal Seafood takeout?
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