Despite what many think, I have interests beyond reading. I enjoy scrapbooking, bike rides, baking, people-watching and the beach. I love discovering new places, new food, and new adventures. I hate politics and most (but not all) television.
I've daydreamed of having a little boy who plays with his feet for a lot of years. When I say I lot, I mean a lot. Like, more than I'd like to admit. And here he is. He's a little tinier than I imagined him. But he is a million times cuter. And he's living proof that daydreams can come true. I'm grateful for him every day.
We've been living in a hotel for about three weeks now. You know that feeling when you walk into a hotel room and it's empty and organized and clean. That's not how it feels to walk into our room anymore. We've made ourselves at home here.
But it's home for the next little while so that's okay. It's not an ideal home, but it has it's perks. Beyond binge watching the Food Network and HGTV, (we don't have cable at home) we have done other things.
Our little home comes with an indoor pool, so Joshua got to go for his first swim which lasted for about five minutes. The water was pretty cold.
We get an all-you-can-eat breakfast every morning. When we started out, I was determined to eat a waffle everyday. Waffles are a sometimes a food. I try and mix things up a bit now.
We're on our own for the other meals of the day. Our microwave and mini-fridge just weren't cutting it. Occasionally the hotel lets us use the breakfast kitchen to make burgers and such for dinner.
Joshua is feeling so at home in the hotel. We have finally let him stretch out in the king size bed. This crazy moving experience has only been made better with him. As long as we keep him fed, he has been relaxed and patient as we've eaten out, viewed homes, explored the city, endured laundromats, and gone on long walks. I'm so grateful for this little champ.
We've been in our new town for about a week now, and while Jerry has been at work, Joshua and I have done some exploring of the the little city. When I first arrived I said it reminded me a lot of my hometown of Augusta, and I still hold to that.
There are a ton of churches in the downtown. They are all very large and stately looking. This is just one.
The sign in front of this building advertises furniture sales and Reuben sandwiches. I'm confused though; I thought Ikea was blue and yellow.
Pottery in this area is very famous. The clay from the region is very good. (Beyond that I know nothing.) All of the vases are massive. Quite different from Grandma Houghton's mini-pots.
No exploration of a city is complete without a visit to the library. I loved this artwork outside of it.
But the best view of Zanesville is in our hotel room. His new goal is to fit everything in his mouth simultaneously.