Monday, May 02, 2011

Welcome to the United States of America



We're home. Not in our house, yet (I saw some dude in a tye-dye T-shirt, who looked a lot like Jerry Garcia on my front porch yesterday), but home nonetheless.  Our rental tenants still have to take their final exams, pass their final exams, graduate, then throw a graduation party at my house, then clean my house and move out, before we can move back in. They have kindly invited me to the party, at my house. Do you think I should go?

Our flight back was uneventful, aside from the fact that we flew on our own private plane. 

So much has happened since then, not sure where to start, but can I just say, being lulled to sleep by the sound of spring peepers is, so far the absolutely sweetest part of being home again.

I have so much more to talk about, and show you-- most importantly the unexpected joy of reuniting two little girls one old, lumpy, farting dog-- but I will resist the urge until I buy a new USB cord and get my photos organized.

I am posting this from our public library, since there is no internet in the house where we are staying. Having no internet has been a challenge and an incredible gift. I actually spent a full half hour drawing mountains and trees with Isla, while sitting in the sun on the back step yesterday. I just don't do things like that.

I stole this picture from the World Wide Web. I can assure you, Vermont spring has not yet progressed this far. As anyone who has survived a Vermont winter knows, spring never really comes until mid May. Or, as my neighbor once told me, "It ain't spring until the peepers get frozed in three times." 

15 comments:

MT said...

I so would not be going to that party! But I sure would be tempted to sneak a peak at it!!!! Glad your flight was so, relatively, easy. I figured the Ruby reunion would be a highlight. I didn't realize you wouldn't be able to get right back in to your house. I liked your B.C. description of the princess rebellion. It is a much more palatable reason for their hats than plain bad fashion taste. Although, what do I know about fashion???
How long do the girls have to reintegrate before starting school again? Four more days of single parenting for me. Take care,
Marcy

i.ikeda said...

Welcome back. Nice of them to invite you, but that house better be spick and span when they give it back to you! Haha. Silly college grads. Spring in Vermont sounds incredible, even the frozen peppers. Actually, especially the frozen peppers. I love the Northeast.

Tina G said...

Welcome home!

mooserbeans said...

Welcome home!

Anonymous said...

Vermont Spring sounds an awful lot like a Wisconsin Spring. We had 10 inches of snow less than two weeks ago...Oy! Welcome back!

Mizzee

Angela said...

No, I wouldn't go to the party - in fact I would go away that night and be well out of earshot, otherwise it would be too stressful!!!!

Anonymous said...

Welcome home, Betsy! Okay, my favorite part of your post was the reuniting with the farting dog! Dog love ROCKS! oh, I am sitting here with my huge 11 yr old doggie next to me, and I have tears in my eyes just imagining the squealy-happy-girly-sounds of your 2 girls reuniting with the dog! Must hear every detail of everything, in detail! But am so so super duper happy to just hear from you, via library, that you are back in your home state, hometown, homeland! Find cable, and post tons and oodles and mucho mucho pics for all we adoring readers, por favor! (that is the extent of my bilingualness!) Hooray for you surviving the trip! Kudos, mama! (from 2kidslife, aka Liz in NJ)

Robin said...

Yeah, I'd skip the party. Glad you're so close to settling back in, and I hope the next few weeks go smoothly!

Anonymous said...

Welcome Home Betsy!
Antje

Robin said...

Ooh, I want to say thank you for a little compliment you paid me--I commented on the "all boy, all girl" entry on Momformation, and you called my comment "well said." Over there, I'm lower-case-r robin, but it's the same Robin who occasionally comments over here (in fact, just a few comments back on this post). Just wanted to say thanks, and let you know how much I enjoy reading your writing both here and at Momformation!

Betsy said...

Thanks, all. And, your welcome Robin. I didn't realize you were one and the same. I thought you might be a Robin I know locally. Yes, I think I will stay away from the party.

Laree said...

Hmm, an established mother of two, full of jet lag, and desperately missing her significant other . . . attending a party thrown by male college students.

Sounds like the synopsis of a really REALLY bad novel. One that you want to throw across the room because people do such silly things.

I'm glad you're state-side. I've loved living vicariously in your European jaunts. But quiet Vermont life is a beautiful thing too.

(and I'm going to try to comment more both here and BC. I tend to not comment when there are lots of comments. But my new goal is to talk back to the bloggers I love to read!)

Karin (an alien parisienne) said...

Well helllooooo, Betsy!
So glad you made it home safe and sound! Yay! I'm still holding down the fort in France for ya. ;-)

I think I am one of the only ones who is commenting who would give serious thought about going to the party. I'd be curious to know about who's been living there. But yeah, maybe you would have to have a couple of glasses of wine or, ehhhh, tie-dye shirt-ed people you say? In Vermont?! Hmmmm. Yeah, well, anyway, maybe some of what they're having, lol, to get through it. I guess it really could be stressful.

*second thinking* Forget I wrote anything re: going. I'm seeing the wisdom of my fellow commenters in NOT going.

Anywho -- I am glad that you are having some internet-free time with the girlies, although I came here because of Twitter, so maybe not so "internet free" anymore. :)

I cannot wait to read the re-adjustment reports and what you are loving about being back. And maybe not-so-loving, too...

Take care, Betsy!
Karin

Seamingly Sarah said...

welcome home!

Betsy said...

Laree. Tee hee. If I wasn't convinced before, I am now. Yes, Vermont life is a wonderful thing. I just have to wrap my head around being seemingly transported here. Back to normal in seven easy steps. It's the normalcy I'm struggling with. Thanks for reading, and commenting.