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Wednesday, July 20, 2005

homeward bound

This is my childhood home in Greensburg, Pa., about 40 minutes outside of Pittsburgh. And this is where I'm headed bright and early tomorrow for a relaxing trip home. It's like a little resort for me, an escape from my whacky life in New York. I love that there's central AC in the summer and plenty of heat in the winter. I love that the bathrooms all have fragrant soaps and thick, thirsty towels to dry off with. I love that my parents always stock four different kinds of cheese and at least as many types of pretzels. I even love the sound of my parent's front door opening -- the jingle of keys, the loud thunk of the latch unlocking, and the creak of the door pushing open.

I just can't wait to see them.

(And I'm told there's a skein of yarn from France waiting for me!)

P.S. Aren't the bushes out front shaped a little like Grimace?


Blogger Tara said...

Have a good trip, Carrie! That's kinda how I feel about my parents' house too. Everything just seems calmer there. Maybe because you have people who like to take care of you... hee hee

8:54 AM  
Anonymous Jessica said...

Have fun... nothing better than getting a little family love.

I am feeling home calling me too!

9:16 AM  
Blogger Sluggo said...

Grimace bushes?

and I suppose that the Hamburgler is your next door neighbor.

Enjoy the trip.

10:51 AM  

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