Friday, May 29, 2015

The Next Chapter

Well, we knew it had to end, but we're sorry its come so soon. Our Eastern Shore Adventure is winding down, we're headed West to Boulder, Colorado, so ends a great chapter in our lives. We are leaving the Eastern Shore, feeling like we got to know and love this little corner of our country.

I realize that I didn't post for all of 2014. so I'm going to post some photos and reflections on our time in Maryland here, but starting with our road trip to Colorado, I will transition those posts to a new blog where you can follow along there if you want.

Shortly after we arrived to Maryland in 2013.
Photo credit: Krista Jones, What's Up Eastern Shore

Christmas 2014. Photo credit: Jill Jasuta

Wednesday, December 4, 2013

October in Cambridge

October was another month of "firsts". First day for Lucia at her new school, first day of life after Ph.D. for Paul and first day of my new job as well.

Paul's job is the reason that we moved out here. He is working at Horn Point Laboratory, part of the University of Maryland Center for Environmental Science. Honestly, I can't tell you exactly what he does, but in a nutshell he is good at getting teeny-tiny marine organisms to grow in the lab so that he can do experiments on the poor little guys. He wants to understand how these organisms help maintain a hospitable planet for us to live on. That is an incredible oversimplification, and probably is a disservice to what he really does. He is a smarty-pants and I am soooooo glad that he is done with his Ph.D. 

Since I don't understand anything that Paul does, it is a good thing that I found a job that keeps me interested. My job is basically to support (through management of grant funds and projects) the preservation of the cultural and natural heritage of the area; Dorchester County. This is primarily accomplished through a state-funded grant program that aims to spur economic development through heritage tourism. Since, I am an outsider who knows very little about the area, this job is super exciting to me because I am getting paid to learn about my new hometown. Projects like this and this.

Starting any new job can be daunting and overwhelming at first, and Paul and I are both over-achieving, perfectionists when it comes to work, so we are trying to be patient with ourselves and allow ourselves to adjust to all this new stuff going on. 

But, more importantly than our jobs, Lucia started pre-school! It was so very difficult to say goodbye to her teachers and caregivers in Salem who have been with her every day since she was 5 months old. We loved our experience with them, and she loved all her teachers and the friends she had grown up with. Her new pre-school, is exactly that...school! Not daycare. So, she has homework, says the Pledge of Allegiance, and has lesson time. At first I was worried about whether she would resist the structure, considering she would be happy to play babydolls 24/7, but she adjusted really quickly and has made friends and seems happy.

First Day of School!
In addition to starting our jobs and school, October was filled with lots of fun: going to the farmer's market every week, U-pick apples and pumpkins, the Horn Point Open House, Cambridge Schooner Rendezvous, the Kite Festival and of course Halloween!
Apples from Emily's Produce, washed and ready

Sauced - Two ways. The small jars are the ancho chile applesauce.

Horn Point Open House

Papa's helper

Schooner Rendezvous - This is the Mystic Whaler

Lucia said, "Whales don't fly." In this case they do. Kite Festival 2013.

Love these two goofballs.

Our little mermaid









Monday, December 2, 2013

Unpacking & Settling In

Our first few weeks in Cambridge were spent unpacking, organizing, getting Lucia settled, and figuring out where things were in town. We wanted to be back to as close to normal as possible before Paul and I started our jobs. Here are a few photos of life during the first few weeks.

Sometimes you just need to take a break and do some art.

The finished pantry shelves. Can you spot the three cases of Rogue beer?


A lively discussion about whether this room should be the living room or dining room.

It's only child labor if you pay them, right? Lucia's dresser gets a fresh coat of pink.


Crabtoberfest 2013!


Sunday, November 17, 2013

"All My Beautiful Things!"

We signed the lease on a Monday, and that Tuesday we were pulling up in front of our new house, bright and early with the Penske truck. We were paying an extra $50 bucks for the truck because it was technically due Monday, so we had to get the truck unloaded in time to drive it to Easton and return it. Paul's boss Alyson came over to help us unload, we put a movie on the iPad for Lucia in her new bedroom and proceeded to unload at breakneck speed.

Organized chaos


We tried to dump boxes in the appropriate general area which meant that anything for the bedrooms/office/attic had to go up stairs. After about the 10th trip up and down the stairs with boxes I started to wonder if we had made a terrible mistake. We haven't had to go up and down stairs for awhile. It's harder than it looks! I think my legs were more sore from running stairs than from lifting boxes.

This move was not sponsored by Lowe's, but might as well have been.


We were done unloading by around 1 or 2, so Alyson took off and we closed up the house to go return the truck. Walking into the house full of boxes was a little overwhelming, but our strategy was to get Lucia's room unpacked and set up so that she felt at home. From there we tried to refrain from just tearing open boxes, but to open and put away everything (or as much as possible) in a box before opening another one. This helped manage the chaos and helped contain the packing material mess.

Master bedroom in aqua. 


Lucia was absolutely ecstatic to see all of her toys that had been packed away. Some had been packed away for almost 6 months. Each time she discovered a familiar toy it was like Christmas, although I think she was more enthusiastic seeing her old toys, than I have ever seen her with new toys and birthdays or Christmas. One particular box that had just a mish-mash of random little toys and stuffed animals elicited a joyous exclaim, "All my beeeeauutiful things!" As she clapped and jumped, not able to contain her excitement. It was pretty cute.

Our little trooper.


We quickly realized that although this house is bigger than our house in Salem was, that the kitchen had A LOT less storage. We had a nice big built in hutch at our house in Salem that held all of our china, extra bowls, linens and empty mason jars. We also had lots of overhead shelves that served as our pantry. Paul quickly put his handyman hat on for a solution. There is a little alcove room by the back door right off the kitchen where we put our chest freezer. We decided to turn that into a full-blown pantry. We basically couldn't unpack half our kitchen boxes until that pantry was built. So, while I moved on to unpacking other rooms in the house, Paul took a trip to the hardware store and got to work building shelves.
Pantry construction in-process

Saturday, November 16, 2013

Home Sweet Home

We got into Cambridge on a Saturday night and barely had time to catch our breath before we were scheduled to look at 3 houses on Sunday. The first house we looked at, I had seen on Craigslist. It was located in the historic district of town and it was at the upper end of what we wanted to pay for rent. Long story short, it was dismal. I started to worry that a house of that condition might be the best thing we could afford, which was really discouraging. But, we were scheduled to look at two houses that afternoon, both with the same landlord, so, I held out hope.

Backstory: When we were in Wisconsin we started combing all of the real estate websites in detail. Several of the real estate companies in the area do rentals along with sales, but you kind of have to search for them. On a website that I hadn't ever checked before, I came across a house for sale that was also listed for rent. I emailed a quick note to the agent and within minutes I got a call from him. When I told him we were looking to rent, not buy, he referred me to his assistant who he said was handling that property. So I called his assistant, and she kind of quizzed me about our credit history, what kind of tenants we are, why we were moving to town, etc... I must have passed her test because then she said, "This house is actually owned by my parents. Here is my mom's number, give her a call and tell her you talked to me." So I called her Mom and gave our whole schpeel again about who we were and why we were moving. She also told me that they had another home for rent that wasn't listed anywhere yet that we could look at as well. So, after talking to three different people, we had two more potential houses! It was just sort of funny to us that we had to talk to three different people to find out of we could look at the house.

So Sunday afternoon we pulled up to the first house and met the landlords. This one was also in the historic district. One of the things I liked about this house immediately was the brightly colored front door. The landlords were a no-nonsense retired Police Chief from a nearby town, and his sweet wife Miss K. They had made it clear on the phone that they don't want to rent their homes to just anyone, so we hoped we were making a good impression. Having a cute 3-year old helped soften up these grandparents. As soon as we walked in it was obvious that this house was in way better condition than the house we had looked at in the morning (although the age of the house and the layout were very similar). This house had probably been better taken care of in the past, and then the Chief and Miss K had put a lot of work into it as well. Other perks were a big, fenced backyard with a really nice toolshed and a driveway. Because of how old the neighborhood is, most homes do not have driveways or garages, its all street parking. So, it was a big deal that we would have a driveway.

After looking at the colored door house, the Chief and Miss K took us to their other house. This one was on the outskirts of town on a dead end street. They had kept up this house really nicely as well but the location was really inconvenient for both of our jobs and for Lucia's preschool. We told them that we had one more house we were going to look at on Monday and we would let them know what we decided the following day.

Monday we had planned to look at one last house. We had driven by this house and really wanted to see the inside before we made a decision. It was just down the street from Lucia's pre-school and was in a neighborhood with big backyards, definitely a more suburban feel than the homes we had looked at in the historic district. The house was nice, but wasn't going to be ready to move in right away.

We went back to the Marsh House, put a movie on for Lucia and talked through all of our choices. Ultimately, we made the phone call and chose...

Wednesday, October 9, 2013

6 States, 2 Days

We left Wisconsin the morning of the 20th, planning to get as far as Cleveland, then head all the way to Cambridge on the 21st. Wisconsin, Illinois, Indiana, Ohio = a bazillion dollars in tolls. No me gusta. Other than stopping to empty out pockets of change at the toll booths every 30 minutes, it was an uneventful day. We found a Hampton Inn by the freeway and called it good.

Saturday the adrenaline was going. We were on the last day of our trip, we couldn't wait to just get to Cambridge. There was a HUGE weather front going through, and we were expecting to hit some rain while driving. It was a band of weather that extended from Canada to the Gulf and we were going to be driving right through it. Sure enough, as we crossed into Pennsylvania we got hit HARD. Rain so heavy and hard that you could hardly see in front of you. This was by far the scariest day for me driving. I was worried about Paul in the truck, and I was on an unfamiliar, winding highway through the Allegheny mountains where it seemed like every semi-truck was flying by me at 70 mph, shaking my car and throwing even more water up in front of me. Things cleared up a little by the time we got to Baltimore. I had one last obstacle between me and the Eastern Shore: the Bay Bridge.

http://www.panoramio.com/photo/53290362
Crossing the bridge everything finally hit me. I quit my job and left my parents, grandparents, Mariah and everything familiar to me; and took a leap of faith into the next phase of my life with my family. I was scared, excited, overwhelmed and exhausted. I kept saying, "This is home, this is home" over and over to myself. The distance we had just crossed in a few days, suddenly, I felt the magnitude of it. It was starting to get dark as we finally arrived in Cambridge. We passed through town and into the darkness of the country roads to get to the Horn Point campus where we were going to stay until we had a place to move into. We collapsed into our beds.

When we woke up it was like we had landed on another planet. The crickets from the night before were still chirping away, louder than I had ever heard crickets. The air was heavy with a dampness that just kind of sits on the earth. Different than other humid places I have been. It was called the Marsh House for a reason. We were in a flat, wetland area. Not even the grass was familiar. We didn't have time to rest though, we had to find a place to live!

The Marsh House

Big Bird could finally take a break

Lucia was fascinated by all the new bugs. Me, not so much.

This photo cracks me up. Random, but I love it.





Days 11-19: Wisconsin & Grandpa Joe

We had always planned to stop for a week in Milwaukee and visit with Paul's family as part of our road trip across the country. We last saw his parents when they were out for his thesis defense Memorial Day weekend, and last saw his grandparents and extended family when we were there in December. However, this stop in Milwaukee turned into much more than a quick visit when Paul's grandfather, Grandpa Joe, passed away on August 19th, less than two weeks before we were supposed to start our trip. Paul had gone home to be with family that whole week and when he came home we had to double our efforts to get packed by the time we needed to leave. Paul's family was kind enough to wait until Paul, Lucia and I got to Wisconsin to have the memorial service, so that became the focus of our time in Milwaukee. To be with family, especially Paul's Mom and Grandma, and mourn the loss of Grandpa Joe, but also to laugh, remember and celebrate the impact that he had on so many lives. He was truly an extraordinary man. I didn't get to spend that much time with Grandpa Joe, but I feel blessed for the part he played in making Paul the man, father and husband that he is. Once I met Grandpa Joe, Paul made a lot more sense to me (in a good way!) and it makes me happy to know that Paul will pass along those lessons and stories from Grandpa Joe to our children.

2008

February 2011

December 2012


Probably imparting some Grampa Joe wisdom
The service was on Saturday, so Thursday and Friday were occupied with preparations for that. Saturday was emotionally draining, but the service was beautiful. Oh, and Lucia peed on my lap...twice. Luckily, I was wearing a long summer dress with a lot of pattern. I was able to dry out mostly unnoticed.

The rest of our time in Wisconsin was spent with family and preparing for the final leg of our trip. We celebrated Lucia's birthday (she requested pizza), and spent some time with Paul's Dad and Cyndi, including a trip to the Milwaukee Zoo, which was fun! Lucia loved the bats and the giraffes. Paul and I got serious about finding houses to look at when we got to Cambridge, and lined up four potential houses to look it. Here are a few more photos from our week in Wisconsin. We are excited to be just a little bit closer to our Wisconsin family.

Lucia and Wendell bonded and spent many mornings hanging out together

Pizza party - Extra olives please!

Thanks to cousins Anna & Bobby for the birthday present

Sitting in Great-Grandpa's barber chair

The Milwaukee Zoo!

"Don't worry about your knees Grandpa, I don't weigh thaaaat much!"