We hung a hammock in the boulevard. Oh yes we did.
We're really pushing the limits of this "who needs a yard?" thing, but it was really fun.
Back-story on the hammock: Once upon a time, Joe worked tirelessly in a place known as the "Dark Tower" for a law firm known as "Uncle Winston". He was fresh out of law school and got staffed on an international six billion dollar line of credit deal. The deal went on for months, sometimes keeping Joe at the office until midnight or later. Finally, the deal closed. This was celebrated with a closing dinner for the big shots in Geneva, Switzerland. Um, Joe did not get invited to Switzerland. -BUT!- There was a party favor at the closing dinner. Inexplicably, everyone there got a hammock. And the partner in charge (aka, "The Night Train") brought one back for Joe. For the next eight years the hammock remained untouched in our utility room, until one day it got to see the light of day on Logan Boulevard and gently rock three blissed-out children in the breeze.
I'm all about purging stuff with reckless abandon these days, but I'm glad we held on to this thing.
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