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Written by natalie
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Wednesday, 18 June 2008 |
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If you know me you know I'm bordering on depressed. Okay, maybe not clinically. But I'm really really really ridiculously bummed that our dear friends Paul & Brooke & Jon are moving within the next six weeks. Really really really sad.
We've had this taste of community. Late nights of long talks. Game playing. "Bring your own meat" and barbecuing. Folks stopping by. Dropping by. Just inviting themselves for dinner or offering to babysit. Strategizing. Theorizing. Questioning. Wondering if our conversations are heretical or just honest. We're doing life together in a way that has allowed intimacy. We've learned from eachother and challenged eachother and laughed a lot at eachother along the way.
Sometimes, when our friends (including a few that AREN'T moving away) are over, I sense this throwback to highschool/college days. When everyone was just "friends" and we just hung out all of the time. When it wasn't abnormal to pile, eight or nine thick, onto the couch to huddle around a laptop to watch a movie. When we could squish eight people into my Festiva for a doomed camping trip two hours away. When hugs were common, arms thrown around shoulders in casual comraderie. When I would sleep, four girls in a row, spooning on a twin bed for our "Sunday nap." And it wasn't sexual - just close. And there was a lot of comfort in that closeness.
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Written by natalie
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Friday, 13 June 2008 |
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just for the record... if there was anything, anything at all, that was rational about uprooting my family and moving without a job prospect in sight, I'd move to New Jersey just to follow our friends.
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Monday, 09 June 2008 |
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You know we are having full days when there isn't time for me to blog. It is officially summer. The torrential rains that plagued us (and caused lots of local flooding) have moved, at least for the last three days now. We're enjoying planting, growing, running, and everything that summer brings.
In the last week we've....
Discovered our fabulous downtown area:
 
Visited a local petting farm:
Click below to see more adventures and images!
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Friday, 30 May 2008 |
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"I HAVE to wear my Lightning McQueen red t-shirt." It is important to him, like coffee is to me. And tonight is special. We have been invited to a Lightning McQueen themed party. We, of course, means my husband and I, but we're dragging our kids along kicking and screaming.
Just kidding.
My boys are abuzz. Lightning McQueen is probably the biggest movie star since... oh... James Dean? at least since Leo Dicaprio (and yes I called him Leo with all the other screaming-teeny-boppers). My son once told me he wanted to BE Lightning McQueen when he grew up.
"You mean you want to be a race car driver?"
"No." Matter-of-factly. "I want to be Lightning McQueen.
I may be an ENFP Mother, but I had to break a little bit of his heart and explain that that dream ain't comin true son... sooner you realize the better. (Parenting Tip #43: Use the southern accent. I find it makes disapointing words come out a bit smoother.)
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