Home is where the heart is.

Monday, March 29, 2010



A couple of weeks ago, I packed my bags and headed out of the desert. Towards water and green and family, I headed home. It was just exactly what I needed.

My beautiful mama picked me up from the airport and drove me the three hours to my tiny hometown on the beach. It was two days of sleeping in, reading, watching movies, sitting on the deck, playing with my mom's dogs and talking about life.

Even though I hated growing up in a town that still has almost no cell reception and is only two miles long, there is no other place in the world I can feel as still or as peaceful. I hope everyone has a place like that, a place they can breathe.



Duey, my buddy.



My mom's dog Rusty was once called "a scholar and a gentleman" and the proudest part of his day is when he gets to bring in the paper each evening.



At my mom's house, we sit on the deck, drink (although I stuck to sparkling cider for almost a week after my birthday), eat cheese and crackers, look out at the bay, talk politics and laugh for days. The motto out there on the deck is just what the napkin says - "Why limit happy to an hour?"



After my perfect few days at the beach, my mom and I drove to Seattle where I was reunited with my sister and two of the great loves of my life, my nephews.




Max is almost six and Jude will proudly tell you, "I two half."

The first night I was in my old city (Westport, WA is where I was born, but Seattle is my soul), my sister, brother-in-law, my brother-in-law's brother and his wife all went to a beach themed auction for Max's school. This is a photo from the auction.



These four people are some of my very best friends in the world. Don't they look fun?

That night, my sister Debby came and hung out with my mom, the boys and me. Poor Max was recovering from the stomach flu, but rallied a little watching James and the Giant Peach. As for Jude, well, that little two year old is in love with his Auntie. Plain and simple.

As he was sitting on my lap watching the movie, he would look up and say, "Attie, I happy." I would tell him that I was happy, too, and give him a hug. Then a few more minutes would go by and he would say, "Attie, I love you." He melts my heart. I even taught him to say, "I'm Attie's boy."

Yeah, it's a little love affair between a toddler and his Auntie.

The next day I enjoyed a gorgeous spring Seattle day.




That evening, the ladies in the family - minus my mom who had to go back home - went out to dinner at my favorite restaurant in Seattle, 611 Supreme. Drinks, crepes, laughs.


Pre-dinner photos on the lake



Debby and Yen



Monica and me

Whenever I eat at 611 Supreme, and keep in mind that I've been going fairly regularly for ten years, I eat the same thing. Le Jardin (sauteed mushrooms, spinach, tomatoes and gruyere cheese) - add the smoked salmon. It's just so good. On this visit, however, I tried a new appetizer. And then I had it again for desert. (Which may or may not explain why I need to get back on the gym wagon as soon as possible.)

Le Amandine (almond butter, gruyere - my favorite - cheese and toasted almonds). So odd and so wonderful.



The next day was all about family. More children. More love. Blue eggs (and ham).









Then my Danny came over and filled me in on his recent trip to New York and gave me a (very) detailed account of the Sex and the City tour. Love it... and him.



Overall, it was an amazing trip home. Westport. The beach. Sunsets. Mama. Good food. Great conversation. Seattle. Ceviche. Friends. Rock band. My sisters. My nephews. My family. My heart. Home.

14 comments:

  1. Sounds like a good getaway :)

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  2. pretty pictures! everyone needs a getaway sometime!

    XO

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  3. Such a great post. I love all the pictures, looks like a great time:)

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  4. THIS is what's most important in life - family! Love this post - your family is adorable and a half:)

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  5. I so adore this post. The tidbits of your hometown make everything seem so dreamy. I love small town living, but completely understand that when you're younger, it's no fun... I was the same. I'm glad you enjoyed your time at home! The photos are all so gorgeous.

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  6. What a beautiful place. Looks like you had a ton of fun.

    p.s. Your nephews are too cute!

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  7. That sounds like the most perfect time! I don't really have a place that is home to me where I can escape and breath. I've moved around so much and my family is all dispersed, no matter where I go it's just a visit, not a homecoming. I think you are tremendously lucky to have a homebase where your loved ones can rally around you. That's a beautiful thing and you deserve it!

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  8. This sounds perfectly peaceful and exactly the kind of place I wish I lived!

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  9. Oh i want to go to seattle, this looks so wonderful. you looked like you had a brilliant time!

    tillie xo

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  10. home IS where the heart is couldn't agree with you more. I"m going to my hometown (NY) next week and I cannot wait. Your pictures are lovely and your family, beautiful :)

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  11. Looks like you had an amazing visit!

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  12. your nephews are soo cute! i can't wait to meet them :) how i missed you so but glad you came back to me!!!

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  13. This post made me smile! I love going to that one special place where you can breathe and be completely content.

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