I feel like the last two weeks really can be summed up best by this Avett Brothers song. As the lyrics say, we have been doing a lot of moving, a lot of rolling, a lot of driving, a lot of strollin'. It's been kind of intense but we're here and
|Monkey See, Monkey Do ...|
|Same Concentration Face ...|
|We're all about safety around here. Pointy object? Here you go, Baby!|
|Excuse me? Are we keeping you from something important?|
Tibetan Prayer flags? Yep, we've got 'em. Right next to our NC State flag in fact. My mom is convinced that my neighbor is gang member. He is not. She just watches too many crime dramas and fancies herself a Deputy Sheriff sometimes. Our other neighbor has a very, very short term memory due to a previous traumatic brain injury and often forgets your name right in the middle of a sentence. It's charming.
But... we love it. No really. Where else can you find a Rodeo of local Food Trucks (my husband is in street vendor heaven)? Interestingly, one of these vendors lives about two houses away from us. Which one? Oh, only the ICE CREAM BUS. How awesome is that?
His (my husband, not my neighbor) commute has gone from 2+ hours everyday to 3 minutes. There are more bicycles and pedestrians on the roads/sidewalks sometimes than cars. And Whole Foods? It's dangerously close by. I may or may not have bought something from there every day for the last two weeks. My coupon/budget-conscious shopping has been shot to Hell.
Our collective family wasn't the only thing on the move recently, either. As I mentioned briefly last week, Beatrice Kate also decided she wanted to get in on the movement idea. That's right- she's officially a walker:
|The Flash in motion ...|
|Hands out for balance, of course.|
All-in-all, we're very pleased and happy with the move (both to Durham and Beatrice Kate's). I'm looking forward to finding and getting connected into a Mom's Group here. In Raleigh, I had the ready-made friendships from our Stroller Strides group. There's no SS in Durham (hint, hint Missy) and thus, it's really hard to find other stay-at-home moms.
I have however spotted a few small hats and umbrella strollers parked on neighborhood porches so I know they're out there somewhere ...
Come out, come out, wherever you are!