City Girl Goes Home: 10/20/13

Welcome to my New Home!

I have moved back to my birthplace - a town of about 1800 in rural New Brunswick, Canada.

I have been gone for 20 years working in various cities, but not a lot has changed around here. People still leave their keys in their cars and their front doors unlocked...people still walk into your house without knocking and help themselves to a cup of coffee....and neighbors are both nosey AND some of the most helpful and wholesome folks you will ever find!

I am not sure if I will fit in here. I am used to "breakfast, lunch and dinner", not "breakfast, dinner and supper" which leads to all kinds of confusion when my friends show up at noon for a meal I was making at 6pm. I am also used to wearing $100 Lululemon yoga pants not $15 WalMart specials. (Not that there is anything wrong with WalMart!).

I have a convertible, which is completely inappropriate for a town that has snow 6 months of the year. I loved it when the old-timers would say, half-smiling, "So, you gonna be driving that car this winter?" like I might have just fell off the turnip truck the night before. I'd make my big blue eyes as big as I could as I would sweetly reply "Do you think I could....?"

Well, I WILL adjust, I WILL! One way or another, I want to be part of this town. I want to "be the me I was when I was child", not the one I created while living in the city.

So, let me share my experiences with you, as I adjust to this new, but old, environment.

Thursday, October 24, 2013

WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?!?!

Hi.

I have been away for two years. I didn't write. I didn't call. Have you wondered where I was, and how I was doing? I didn't forget about you guys, I just got a bit....distracted.

See, I got abducted by aliens. I was in prison? All of my fingers got broken and it took them 2 years to heal so I could type again?

The truth is, I just got lazy, distracted and busy. And fell in love.

So, where do I begin? I am still the "city girl that came home". I have officially been home in P-A for 3 years now. But there is still about 20 years of city in me, and I am still working on adapting to country livin'! (In case you have forgotten, "P-A" stands for Perth-Andover, New Brunswick. The little piece of Heaven somewhere east of Montreal).

When I lived in Toronto and Vancouver, I tried to arrange it so that every October I could come home to visit. I would fly into Fredericton, then drive the hour-and-a-half to P-A, all the while admiring the changing colors on the trees. Red, orange and yellow. During each of these trips, I would wind my way along the "old Trans Canada" (it has a way better view than the "new Trans Canada") thinking to myself "Why the heck do I live in the city when this exists"? Every fall I vowed that some day I would make my way back to where I grew up.

Yippee-do-da! Here I am!

When I lived in the city, I occasionally heard the John Denver song "Country Roads". Every single time I heard that song, I would sob like a baby. Embarrassing, really. Now that I live in the country, if I happen to hear John Denver's song, I just get all smug and pat myself on the back, and say "you go, girl!".

Just in case you are not familiar with John Denver's soulful song....here it is for your listening pleasure!

I mentioned something up above about falling in love. Here is a picture of Mr. Greg Wallace and Mrs. Donna Miller-Wallace. We got married on June 22, 2013, and this picture was taken last week-end near one of the trees in our backyard.

That's where I have really been in the last 2 years: Donna and Greg, sitting 'in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G!

See you again soon!