Having a Sunday Moment


(Okay, so he could be the skinniest man on earth.)

My husband got up with the kids and let me sleep in this morning, past 8:00, which is almost unheard of for me.

With the creases still on my face, the kids and I piled into the car and went and got bagels (and coffee, for me.) I got Jane a muffin and when the server pulled it out, she handed me an extra one that had a small piece out of it. "I can't sell this. Do you want to take it, too?"

After breakfast, Jane wandered into my office and saw a skein of yarn on the floor. "Oh, mama, oh MAMA, will you make me some socks out of this? Oh, PLEASE?" (I had earmarked the wool for DK but I think she will understand that when your seven-year-old ASKS you to knit some socks, you gotta get right on that.)

I have all the windows open in the house and I can't tell you what it's like to be here with the windows open on June 1st, NOT SWEATING. (It's 99 degrees F in Austin right now.)

Lyle Lovett (I'm on a Lyle kick lately) is singing about having a boat and a pony (one of my favorite songs by Lyle) in the background, the birds are singing and I can hear them because did I mention that it's June 1st and I have all the windows open?

My house is almost clean. I love that.

Last night we had all of our neighbors (except the couple who live right next door, whose children are grown and who live half the time in Florida so we never really see them) over for dinner. I cooked a big pan of enchiladas and we had mango margaritas and New York cheesecake and our house positively vibrated with levity and good cheer. At some point I realized that my neighbors (such good, good people) were all there trying their hardest to make us comfortable here. There they all were, gamely eating my funky Texas-Meets-Long-Island dinner and just WELCOMING us, you know? Pitching in to clean the kitchen and letting their kids stay up later than normal just to help us fill this big ole house with laughter.

I got a lot of wonderful e-mails and comments on my melancholy last post about missing Austin and still not really being at home in my skin here on Long Island. Thank you for sharing your stories of transitions you've made and for reinforcing that it just takes time. Thank you for telling me all the ways you grew and evolved and were transformed by meeting a new challenge in a new town.

My friend Sherry (from Austin, who is moving here for the summer!) sent me a note in which she talked about her own move from Texas to London, a move that was to be only two years but stretched to ten. She said, "I think it was the weekend getaways, where I could do plenty of hill-walking and pub-crawling, that transformed me. One year, I couldn't imagine ever giving up lazy afternoons by Barton Springs. Eighteen months later, I couldn't imagine ever giving up the English countryside. Find the one thing you love most about New York and do a lot of it; that should make the transition easier."

Well, last night I think I figured out what part of that was. Isn't is amazing that no matter where you go or what you do, good friends can be made and good people can be found? (I'm not just saying that because they liked my cooking, either. Seriously.)

I'd write more about it but I have to go give my tomatoes some plant food because it looks to me like they're setting fruit.

Comments

Hmmm...I'm not so sure that that is great advice in New York...do you know how many pounds you can gain by indulging in my favorite things about NY (bagels, pizza, Jewish deli)?
Memarie Lane said…
Definitely! I miss my friends in Florida, but here I have my family. And the food here is a LOT better, as is the weather. This is really the ideal place for me, as lonely as it may be so far.
Simons Family said…
Yea, yea, yea!
I'm so glad to hear you're finding something good...
Thank you for sharing your reality. I read a lot and don't (won't) usually post a comment (yes, I'm one of those...) but please know how much I enjoy sharing your journey as a mom and a person.
The OTHER Marie :)
DK said…
LOL, I will gladly give up my sock yarn to the little Hurricane.

Sounds like you had a wonderful evening. Glad you're being welcomed and finding your new people. I really think this is going to be a totally awesome thing for you.

PS, have you found your new LYS yet? That helped me a lot. And there's an SNB in Durham I keep planning on going to, but, alas...regardless, the thought that I might someday have the time to go and then actually go is very encouraging.
Sue said…
I'm so glad you had such a nice night with your neighbors. It's hard to make the effort sometimes, but it can be so worth it.

Look at you all role model-like.
MadMad said…
Aw, it sounds like a great day! (And frankly, I think you've been making the adjustment very well - you're bound to have an off day or two, don't you think?)
Lynn said…
Nothing makes a house a home faster than having people over for good food and good company.

And I hear you on the heat, it's in the 90s in Orlando and HOT HOT HOT! Nothing like having the windows open and having the breeze blow thru!!! Of course there's nothing like having the same effect in Jan.
farm suite said…
It's wonderful you found how willing your new neighbors are to come party with you!

And while we're on the subject of entertaining...

Enchiladas. How well would those ship to the West Coast?
Ei said…
It's funny but Saturday night, before you wrote this, I was out walking...I ended up walking down a road I usually drive, much too quickly. And it just took my breath away. I mean seriously, strictly speaking, too beautiful to describe. And it took me back to a time that I used to walk all the time out in the open sandhills when I was a kid and...um...for the first time in a long time, I felt like I was at home somewhere. Is that crazy that I associate that with this post? It was something about finding what you love anyway, right?
CK Holder said…
I am now going to dig out my Lyle disk to listen to that song, too. It's one of my favorite songs.

And we don't have any googly eyes at our house and we never have them when we need them. (But that's a comment for a different post, eh?)