Running Red Momma

What about our new move? So, far I have been charmed by the changes. Each time I go running, I try a different route and enjoy the gardens and unique houses. The restaurants are yummy. We went here the other night and I have all sorts of ideas for my next outing. We have a charming local bookstore where we can browse and chat. There is a different flavor to this place than our previous neighborhood. I think it funny that you can move within the same larger geographic location and still feel changes. For example, our next door neighbor's dog is called Gustav. Another dog up the street is named after a composer. A girl my daughter's age is named from Greek mythology. Instead of driving, many take the bus or bike to work. I like the idea of community I feel on my street. We had a fourth of July block party--I hadn't seen block parties since I was a kid. Along with the sense of community, one does pay a price for it. My usual wandering around in the buff loo...

So much for finishing my round up of Europe. Maybe I should sum up like this: we saw Paris, we survived the subway, we saw art in famous places (the kids were kind enough to walk around for 45 minutes) and we made the whole flight. When the flight ended, I looked in shock at my husband. We made it, we made it. That trip hardly sucked at all. The trip was made possible by the following: frequent flyer miles, my good friend Julie from NE now in Switzerland, my brother and his wife in Munich, my Mom, Legos, Sherpa backpacks, pea pod baby beds, Keen shoes for kids, REI convertible pants, county library for research, games, my pretty pony and a variety of books found in local stores near you. My daughter now describes Paris to friends: It isn't that great...besides the Arc d'Triumph or the Eiffel Tower. She does have a pair of real French panties, which I think counts for some kind of fun. What about the last month? We are so sophisticated we have been making our own...