It's Friday in Vermont

Happy Friday everyone. Have a wonderful fall weekend!

You know that feeling when you regret that something has not happened, but yet you are relieved? That feeling when you've suddenly been thrown off course but then you steady yourself and realize that you are still standing and it somehow feels better?

That's the feeling I got tonight when my flight to D.C. was postponed 4 times and then cancelled. And then I got that feeling again when the 5:30 a.m. Friday flight was cancelled.

Somehow I just knew it was not meant to be.

So instead we played with new toys like Break the Ice and a loud orange truck that zooms across the hardwood floor.  And ate edamame and beef with broccoli at an Asian place recommended by Nazgul.

And cuddled in bed way past bedtime even if they were a bit cranky.

We are in Vermont afterall. The land of the Fried Oreo at the county fair.

Goodnight.

Be Afraid, Be Very Afraid

It's been 48 hours. I've already purchased 2 items of tie-dye clothing.  I may need to leave Vermont immediately.   I am a woman who swore off tie-dye when I met my husband. In fact, I went into his closet and pretty much threw away everything that he owned in that general category. (Trust me, it was ugly).

First, I encountered cute little tye-die tanks at the Waitsfield Farmer Market.

And today, I found a hooded yoga sweatshirt.

Next, I'm afraid I'll be dressing Abby in head to toe in tie-dye. An intervention may be necessary.

In the meantime, didn't she look adorable on her first day of school?

Vermont Calling

Well, we did it. We packed our bags.  Headed north. Left our comfortable life in the city for a life in the country.  For the next 120 days we're going to be living at 57 Brown Hill West Road in Starkboro, Vermont.  Population: 1700 plus 5 now. 

We did it despite Irene, who tried to stand in our way and knocked us back by a day but here we are.  Amongst Vermonters who did not let that woman knock them down for long. They are back up and recovering.

And we are so happy to be among them in this magical place.

We've already made an apple pie from apples in our back yard. 

Caught frogs with our new frog-catching net, purchased at a wonderfully charming toy store in Shelburne.

Had friends over to sit around the camp fire roasting marshmallows.

Helped our little girl adjust to her first day of school....and ride her very first school bus.

And so much more.  I may be starting a new blog soon about this special time in Vermont. Stay tuned.