August 4, 2009

settling in


looking for deer
Originally uploaded by gennabby.
We are feeling much more at home these days. Our routine is becoming routine in a comfortable, familiar way. Abby loves going to camp--a first for her. She swims, plays sports, and does arts and crafts every day before coming home and hanging out with Noah and me. Matthew has been riding his bike to work, which provides a bit of exercise and gives me great practice at trusting God with his life; the roads are narrow! This is NOT Davis. I miss the bike paths and the commutability of Davis a lot. No longer can I walk out my front door and to Starbucks, World Market, or Rite Aid. Nope. This is a car-dependent place, and I am not used to it. BUT it has some real perks too! The public library is fantastic! We've been going at least once a week, and not just because it is close to one of the yummiest ice cream shops... We get interesting weather-- rain storms you wouldn't believe! We have deer who visit in the large field behind our apartment; cute birds too. We're going to get some binoculars so that we can animal watch from the kitchen window (pictured above). Oh, and the shopping. Good night. I've never been much of a shopper, but this place can make a person WANT to be a shopper. A new friend of mine told me yesterday that "It sucks to be poor in Princeton." This may be true, BUT (and this is a big BUT), it ROCKS to be a thrift store shopper in Princeton! I didn't know clothes could be so soft and well made; I just never bothered to look at places where socks cost as much as a tank of gas. And who wears socks anyway, when you live in Davis and can wear flip flops all year round? Anyway, the trick is to go to the thrift stores and to enjoy feeling like a queen but paying pennies on the dollar for really lovely things.

I wouldn't say we feel at "home" quite yet, but we're starting to get there.

1 comment:

notes of em said...

just an f.y.i. we hit the goodwill at least twice a month.
its worth all my pennies that I've spent there.
oh the stories.