When Jacoby and I went to the Apple Store, I took some Hipstamatic photos of him on the red line train.
I love how riding the T is No Big Deal to him.
Jake was so happy to be back in his stroller!
He could not stop rubbing and head butting it.
He could do without the really screechy wheels, though.
He may look like a typical, blase commuter…
…but he can be as outraged at the T’s service as any Bostonian. This is why we’ll never get the Olympics.
The very first time Jacoby went to the Apple Store was back in 2011, when we went to get our brand new iPhone 3. It was a Massachusetts sales tax holiday, so everyone was trying to get a phone to save money, and we had to stand in line for a while.
That was his first, tiny stroller.
He seemed to enjoy himself.
And then, just for comparison, here we are on our most recent trip.
He still enjoys coming out on errands with me!
When you need to go to the Genius Bar at the Apple Store, you’re experiencing a multitude of emotions.
Of course, you’re totally stressed out and worried about your machine isn’t working right.
It’s almost like worrying about a sick loved one. Perhaps worse, since apart from AppleCare, your machine hasn’t got health insurance…which means it’s probably going to cost you.
Admittedly, there’s a certain thrill when you get to the Genius Bar.
And then, when you’re met and greeted by an Apple Store concierge, you feel so special.
But, once you’re checked in, you wait.
Of course I had to play with Hipstamatic while we were at the Apple Store.
I love the randomness of it.
It’s like in the old days, when I had a little Instamatic and used 126 Kodapak film.
Except, you know, you don’t have to pay for the film and the processing.
But the funny thing is, the same number of good photos come out regardless of whether you take 24 shots or 2,400.
I thought I would miss using film…but you know, I really don’t.
One month from today, on Marathon Monday, Björn and I are getting married (finally!) in Manchester, NH.
The 18th is a day for us. On 18 March 1992, I responded to that first letter he sent me, which started our 24-year-long friendship. We say that’s when it officially started, because it wasn’t a friendship until I wrote back. Before that, it was just a letter he sent to someone in the States.
18 June 2014 is when we reconnected and started messaging each other again after a few years of just thinking about each other, but not doing much more than liking the occasional photo on Facebook and sending Christmas cards. 18 June 2015 is the day we got engaged, in part because that’s the day his ring arrived. And 18 December 2015 is when I landed in Sweden for our first Christmas holiday together.
And now, 18 April will be our wedding. Considering how long we’ve been heading in this direction, what more appropriate date to start our marriage than on the day of the Boston Marathon?