Abby and I have been stumbling through the first few days back home. Our schedules are off and we feel a wee bit disoriented. New places, different time zone, different people..... The flight went well. The worst for me was when Abby insisted on running around the Anchorage airport for the entire 6 hour layover. Then we only slept three hours on the flight to Indianapolis. Then we had what seemed like a three hour drive to Dayton (only 1.5). I am just glad we made it safely.
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My parents have moved out of our family house. In case you didn't know my parents were rehabbers. I grew up in an inner city historic neighborhood (South Park), which started out as crack central, and slowly changed to half-crack border zone because people like my parents restored homes.
We moved into the big behemoth on Park Dr. boulevard. It had no bathrooms, no kitchen, etc. There were even used needles in one bathroom as it had been a nursing home at one point. We lived in one common room (a hot plate, TV, and table) and of course bedrooms for about 6-9 months. It slowly became a beautiful overly grand residence. Although most definitely not rich, I felt like it. The house was so big and had some pretty cool features. The front parlor fireplace had full oak ionic columns with a large beveled mirror. There was an entire stairway room with wrap around stairs. A lovely backyard with fish ponds they rebuilt like fours times to get them to work right, a tree that arches over the yard because it must have been blown over yet still managed to grow to full size, and flowers.
Anyway, due to economic pressures they had to move. They are currently and temporarily living in a renovated Victorian school. I used to live here! It's strange to be back in the same building. Who knew?! Fancy tin ceilings, a real slate chalkboard, wainscoting, huge windows and doors, and nice details overall (brickwork on the exterior, etc.). So, perhaps needless to say at this point, although I am not at "home" as I knew it, I am still quite comfortable. Also, our family dog Gideon passed away last year, and they have a new dog who is quite nice so I am not missing him as much as I thought either.
First Few Days
One of the first excursions Abby and I made was to the National Airforce Museum. Abby said airplane every time we saw an airplane. Let's just say I know she knows the word as we saw a lot of airplanes. Of course we spent most, well practically all of our time in the WWII gallery.
Today we all went to Wegerzyn Gardens where there are not only fabulous gardens, but a whole interactive area for kids - I am talking like a half acre or so and it seems bigger as there are so many plants and so much to do. Waterfalls kids can play in, fake caves, outdoor musical instruments, large table sandboxes with all kinds of sand toys, and a whole lot more.
Food has also been another highlight. Corn, sweet potatoes, and tomatoes so sweet I ate them with nothing on them, no salt or anything. Delicious. Another "of course" is that I got to eat Indian food!!! Oh how I love thee. The bummer is that I think I have a dairy allergy, so it may very well be the last time I eat Graeter's "French pot" ice cream, have yummy tomato creamy Nav Rattan Korma, Amish cheese and butter - I could go on and on. Starting tomorrow I have to stop eating dairy for a few weeks to figure this out. I could pay for a blood test, but think I will try the free version first to see if my symptoms go away.
We moved into the big behemoth on Park Dr. boulevard. It had no bathrooms, no kitchen, etc. There were even used needles in one bathroom as it had been a nursing home at one point. We lived in one common room (a hot plate, TV, and table) and of course bedrooms for about 6-9 months. It slowly became a beautiful overly grand residence. Although most definitely not rich, I felt like it. The house was so big and had some pretty cool features. The front parlor fireplace had full oak ionic columns with a large beveled mirror. There was an entire stairway room with wrap around stairs. A lovely backyard with fish ponds they rebuilt like fours times to get them to work right, a tree that arches over the yard because it must have been blown over yet still managed to grow to full size, and flowers.
Anyway, due to economic pressures they had to move. They are currently and temporarily living in a renovated Victorian school. I used to live here! It's strange to be back in the same building. Who knew?! Fancy tin ceilings, a real slate chalkboard, wainscoting, huge windows and doors, and nice details overall (brickwork on the exterior, etc.). So, perhaps needless to say at this point, although I am not at "home" as I knew it, I am still quite comfortable. Also, our family dog Gideon passed away last year, and they have a new dog who is quite nice so I am not missing him as much as I thought either.
First Few Days
One of the first excursions Abby and I made was to the National Airforce Museum. Abby said airplane every time we saw an airplane. Let's just say I know she knows the word as we saw a lot of airplanes. Of course we spent most, well practically all of our time in the WWII gallery.
Today we all went to Wegerzyn Gardens where there are not only fabulous gardens, but a whole interactive area for kids - I am talking like a half acre or so and it seems bigger as there are so many plants and so much to do. Waterfalls kids can play in, fake caves, outdoor musical instruments, large table sandboxes with all kinds of sand toys, and a whole lot more.
Food has also been another highlight. Corn, sweet potatoes, and tomatoes so sweet I ate them with nothing on them, no salt or anything. Delicious. Another "of course" is that I got to eat Indian food!!! Oh how I love thee. The bummer is that I think I have a dairy allergy, so it may very well be the last time I eat Graeter's "French pot" ice cream, have yummy tomato creamy Nav Rattan Korma, Amish cheese and butter - I could go on and on. Starting tomorrow I have to stop eating dairy for a few weeks to figure this out. I could pay for a blood test, but think I will try the free version first to see if my symptoms go away.
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