Trip to Peterborough

Well now that the holidays are over, life is getting back to normal.  Joe is back to work full time until he leaves for Scotland in two weeks.  I must admit that I have become rather spoiled.  He has been home at lot more since we moved here; a welcome change from life in Goldsboro.  It's nice to have a second pair of hands with the baby.  Plus, I have gotten used to hanging out in town with him.  We frequently go to the pubs for lunch or stroll around the square on market days.  I really am going to miss him when he goes up north for his course.

Case in point, we decided to go to Peterborough this afternoon.  Joe and I had never been, but figured we would hit the shopping area and take it from there.  The area was essentially a small mall and felt very much like a mall back home, with its throngs of teenagers and lines at the McDonald's.  (They got my order wrong too, just like at home.  Am I the only one who orders the fruit instead of fries with the happy meal?)  We also took a quick look around at their cathedral, which is very beautiful.  It was built by the Normans so it looks more like a castle than some of the others I have seen.  Inside, they had storyboards with information about the church and monastic life.  Apparently, Catherine of Aragon is buried there.  We couldn't stay long because they were about to have service, but I would like to take trip back.

On another note, it is COLD here.  According to the weather report, it wasn't supposed to be above freezing today.  If it did, it sure did not feel like it.  It is awful.  There is ice on the grass and some of the sidewalks.  It looks like snow from far away because it is white, but it is ice.  I try not to walk the dog on the icy sidewalks, but I am pretty sure I will fall on my butt soon.