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An Afternoon in Mystic

Mohegan Sun was a ton of fun, but by yesterday morning, we were all ready for some sunshine and fresh air.

Casinos are fun, but the lack of windows and overabundance of smoke get old really quickly so we left in search of somewhere we could walk around and do a little sightseeing.

Mystic is only about 25 minutes away from Mohegan Sun, so we headed there for the afternoon.

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Mystic is a major area seaport, and the Mystic Seaport museum is the nation’s largest maritime museum, supposedly. We didn’t go into the museum, but I think I went there when I was little.

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How many bloggers does it take to navigate a small seaside town? Three, apparently.

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This poor tree. It’s really bottom heavy. Sweet little tree, the sun is up there.

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Gorgeous.

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Also gorgeous.

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From Lis Bake Shop. Agreed.

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Anne had her own boat, just waiting for her.

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Warning: big words ahead.

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Mystic Pizza, the inspiration for the movie that I have not seen.

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We finally stopped for lunch at Oyster Club, a farm (and sea)-to-table restaurant.

The server mentioned that they were recently reviewed in the New York Times, and we were happy that we were able to get in.

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The menu is limited, but everything looked amazing.

I saw the lobster roll on the menu and couldn’t not get it.

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YUM.

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I was pretty excited. They used apple butter instead of regular butter on the lobster roll, which was definitely tasty, but I prefer a traditional lobster roll with just straight-up butter.

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But the salted butter we had with the bread in the bread basket was pretty amazing.

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After lunch, we walked back to Tina’s car to end our fun weekend.

It was an amazing weekend away, but, as always, I was psyched to be back in NYC last night.

The [White] Elephant in the Room

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Ladies and gentlemen, what you see above is probably the funniest thing I’ve ever seen. For those of you with your minds in the gutters (me) or those of you who did not read where it says “bottle stopper,” that is actually a wine bottle stopper, not…whatever you thought it was.

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My Junior League committee did a White Elephant swap last night at our first meeting of this year, and while the wine stopper clearly was the show-stealer, the high heel ice traction slip-ons were a close second. Dear parents of the world: we don’t need things like this and will never use them, no matter how functional you think they are. Save your money or buy Lululemon gift certificates.

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Afterwards, we went to Brasserie Julien, around the corner. It’s sort of the official post-meeting spot, and we were shocked that were the only JL people there. Why do those servers look so confused? Because out of four of us, three of us presented our phones with a Foursquare special for a free drink. Clearly, they loved us.

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We got an order of moules frites and this other yummy thing with bread and prosciutto for the table.

As far as that whole fitness thing, yesterday was a rest day, which fit in perfectly with my plans to sleep in and then stay out until 12:30 on a work night. I had big plans of getting my tempo run in this morning before work, but I think we know what happened with that. Tonight.

As for my Strong Sexy Spring Runners challenge, I took one of Jaz’s abs classes Tuesday morning. It was a 30-minute class with lots of ab work (shocking in an abs class, I know) on the mat and cardio bursts of burpees, mountain climbers and jumping jacks in between.

Some of the sit-ups and moves hurt my back, but I’m good at modifying some of the exercises based on a few things Jess taught me, and Jaz promises as my core gets stronger, the lower back pain will go away. No formal challenge here, but I am trying to remember to do a plank a day to help my back and keep strengthening my core.

What’s the weirdest gift you’ve ever received, and do you call it White Elephant or Yankee Exchange, like my lovely Southern co-chair, Shannon?