Balsa Wood Plane Day

I don't have any pics of our weekend, but we had a great time. We kicked off Friday night with margaritas and Celtics basketball; Saturday we helped our friend Adam move his stuff to his new condo in Chelsea (we're going to have a new neighbor!) and ate nothing but pizza and chinese food all day; and today we took advantage of the warm weather and headed to the park. After running a bit (Terry of course ran farther than me), we took some of those old school balsa wood airplanes to the top of a hill and practiced our flying. While I was getting frustrated because my plane kept dive bombing after short distances, Terry's plane showed off with loop-de-loops and extended flights. In the end, I beat him out with a huge flight that sent my plane directly into the swamp. That's where it stayed. Terry was a hero and gave his plane to a little boy. All in all, an entertaining afternoon. 

Since I don't have any good pictures of my plane in its final resting place, I've attached this picture of Turbo from this evening after she had her catnip. This picture is for you, Mike.