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Posts tagged ‘hometown’

I’m with the Band!

I love the nightlife.  I like to boogie.

Okay, not really.  But if I did, I figured I’d be out of luck in Fredericksburg.  I mean, we don’t get a lot of action around here.  This isn’t New York City, after all; we roll up our streets at 10pm.  But it used to be eight, so there’s progress for ya.

Wasn’t I just reminiscing and mooning over the lost simplicity of my little old home town?  Wasn’t I just waxing nostalgic for the way it was?  Some people are just never satisfied.

Sure we have ten times more restaurants and shopping centers than we did when I was a kid.    But I perceive our growth as sprawl: getting ever wider, without moving up.  Despite all the development, it’s still so…mundane.  Where’s the vibrancy?  Where’s the fun?  *sigh*  This town is so boring.

What’s that?  No.  Um…  No.  Well… continue reading…

What a great day looks like…

Yesterday, I got to spend the day with my fabulous sister and her two girls.

First we took a walk downtown.  Amanda was uncharacteristically untalkative. Her mother and I were characteristically quite talkative (so that worked out just fine).

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Amanda Rides

Allison does, too.

We enjoyed the sights.

Finger Walking

What is that?

Bumble Bees

 Then there was swimming!

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What’s She looking for?

Did she find it?

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Amanda splashes her face almost every time she comes up out of the water. I'm wondering where she got this from?

Maybe she just likes making a splash in general.

The afternoon ended as it should…with ice cream!

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And for some of us, a nap (though not for as many of us as wanted one).

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this used to be my town

When I was growing up, it wasn’t entirely unusual for my parents to randomly tell us how things had changed in our town.  We are a fairly settled family, with both of my parents having done their growing up in Fredericksburg or one of the surrounding counties.  We mostly all still live here, including aunts, uncles and cousins on both sides.  Every now and then we raise a wanderer, but it’s unusual.   So when my parents say the town has grown, they know firsthand what they’re talking about.

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Hometown Tourist

It’s quite amazing that I left the house on my day off, but I did.

I should clarify:  I left the house and did not go to the grocery store or the dump.

Living in the country not only means trips to the dump; it also means I’m 30 or 40 minutes away from just about everything…which maybe shouldn’t deter me from getting out and about, but it does.  Since I was staying in town this week, I thought I would take the opportunity to do some hometown exploring.  Turns out I need a whole lot more than two days to get that done.  I guess I knew that, but I didn’t realize the scope of what I was missing until now. continue reading…