The party train is rolling in

Last night Frenchy called me and it sounded like she was in a bar because it was so loud behind her. Apparently she has some rowdy guests. Today I got another call from her saying that the party is moving down here. Tonight those guys from Greece, who I talked about in an earlier post, are headed down and tomorrow two couples from Canada are coming. I'm told the Canadians are"LOTS of fun."

I'll be glad to have some company besides spiders and bees. I've told everyone about my spiders, but I haven't mentioned the bees much. How surprising, right? There are a TON of these little tiny bees around here that sort of hover and check things out. They actually don't bother me as much as other bees, but I still don't like them at all. I've killed more bees and spiders in the past week than I've killed in the past 5 years. I'm definitely less freaked out about spiders than I was before. When I sleep in Spider Cabin I fall asleep knowing I'll probably be visited by a spider at some point in the night. Before that would freak me out and I probably wouldn't sleep there. Soon I will be one with the spiders. That is, if I don't kill them all first.

So I'm sure I'll have lots to talk about after party time tonight. Woohooo, I get to use the fire pit with some company! I got some beer for the occasion. When I bought the beer the woman behind the counter was from Massachusetts. Seriously, I can't stop finding people from Massachusetts. It's ridiculous.

It IS a Small World

Today I saw a little moose (as if any of them are little) by the road. He wasn't a baby, but he definitely wasn't full grown. Just a kid. I didn't stop to take a picture because there were other people stopped and I didn't want to have to talk to them. Sometimes I'm really social like that. I'm told I'll see moose a lot more when I'm down at the cabins. At the rate I'm going that's going to be a lot of moose.

Last night, or early this morning (I woke up to them here, so I'm not sure), two guys came to stay. They were stuck in the airport with no place to go and happened to see a pamphlet for the B&B so they called and Frenchy picked them up. I woke up to banging and just figured it was someone that came to do some work. Nope, it was the guests. They were tearing down something in the basement Frenchy has been meaning to get rid of. Turns out the pamphlet they saw in the airport was dated for the winter and had winter rates on it, which is why they called. Frenchy knew a good opportunity when she saw one so she gave them the winter rate anyways and put them to work. Too funny. She left me a note saying I could put them to work with anything I needed help with, but I figured I'd let them be, they'd done enough. Plus they were probably tired.

I asked the boys where they're from and I thought they both replied they were from Austin. They said it again and I realized one said Austin and the other said Boston! He's from Billerica, too. I used to be in Billerica a lot for work so we talked about this good food place there. What a small world.