How many places have you lived in your life?
Hmmm. An exercise in recall.
1962-1965: a duplex in a working-class Buffalo neighborhood, near the thruway
1965-1980: a house in a middle-class Buffal suburb
1966-67 interlude: an academic year in London while my father was on sabbatical
1976-77 interlude: an academic year in Malta for the same reason
1980-1984: Ann Arbor, MI (five different residences)
1984-early 1985: Waterville, ME (worked at Colby College)
1985-1986: shared house in downtown Buffalo with friends
1986-1987: back to Ann Arbor for my MLS
1987-1992: five different Washington, DC apartments and houses (all rentals)
1992-early 1996: Tuscaloosa, AL (PhD work)
1996-early 1997: Randolph, AL (adjacent to Lawley, AL)...lived on in-law's property while pregnant with Alex and trying to save money
1997-present: a house in a middle-class Rochester suburb
2005-06 interlude: a year in an upper-middle-class Seattle suburb while on sabbatical
Last night when it was dark outside, and the lighting was awful inside, and Gerald hadn't arrived yet with the food, and the kids were depressed about leaving our house in Seattle, I was afraid I'd made a terrible mistake by renting this boat for two weeks.
This morning everything looks much better. Sun, a breeze, and Gerald are combining to make this a wonderful vacation.
I'll be doing more photos this week, since the cameraphone gives a pretty limited view of how pretty it is here.
Later this week we'll be doing trips to Olympic National Park, which we haven't visited at all this year...I'm really looking forward to that. But today is lazy day. Sit, eat, ignore the children fighting with each other, read, nap, sun, hot tub. All good. This "vacation" of which people speak...it is a good thing.
This is the book that I haven't had time to read lately, but will be diving into as soon as we get to the boat on Friday night. I don't know why I keep reading this series...it's so unrelentingly depressing. It's like the fantasy fiction equivalent of rubbernecking at an auto accident. But I feel like I have to see it through now.
I need to find something a little lighter for the rest of the vacation.
Latkes (potato pancakes)
that is indeed the word on the street..;) read more
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