We Bought A House

Front of the house

View from the back

To answer Lisa's question from the last post, Andrew did get a job and we bought a house at the end of July. While I am very excited that we found and put a deposit down on a home, the excitement has been tempered by the fact that it won't be finished until late October. Our townhome, until last week, was a pile of dirt. Now it is a pile of dirt with a foundation! Delayed gratification was certainly not what I was expecting after watching "Property Virgins" and "My First Place" on HGTV for the past year.

We wanted to buy an existing home but were unable to find one that suited our needs without having a long commute to Andrew's job. For the location and price we did have to give up on some things on our wish-list like a large back yard and a third bedroom, but with this home we do get the option of putting in a third bedroom in the future and the community has a play area for children as well as really beautiful grounds. So, I probably won't get much of a garden, but I did find a CSA nearby for next year.

Here is what the house will look like when it is finished. The small town is perfect for our needs and we are excited to begin living there.

Where have we been?

Jumping off of rocks...

Playing the piano with our feet...

Painting, pulling, scraping, laying, renovating...

Redecorating?

Mount Gretna, PA

Once upon a time, at the turn of the 19th century, wealthy people sought to leave the dirty cities of the East coast and headed to the mountains to relax and commune with God and nature. Enter...Mount Gretna. Nestled in the hills of Central Pennsylvania is an idyllic lake community, especially well suited for those of a religious inclination.

Back to the 21st century, many of the old cottages are still preserved and fun is still to be had at places like the Jigger Shop and Mt. Gretna lake, albeit by a different "class" of people.

Can't you just sense the excitement?

At the Jigger Shop, delights such as this "Death by Chocolate" are begging to be devoured. This treat was composed of a brownie topped with chocolate ice cream, hot fudge, chocolate mousse, chocolate sprinkles and a Hershey Kiss-like treat.

Carter's brain freeze

Swimming in the lake which was surprisingly clean and didn't smell like pond scum.

If Ravenna doesn't look like she was enjoying herself, she really was, after much encouragement. Water, especially brown (who knows what the heck is in here?) water, is pretty scary for a little one, but eventually she got used to it and spent many hours splashing away.

What it feels like to walk away

I hate housing hunting. I hate searching for SOMEONE to give us a pre-qualification for a home mortgage. I hate negotiating for hours and hours only to get nowhere and nothing. So, today we walked away. It could have been the perfect starter home and now...nada. It is so frustrating.

The End.

Oh, ho ho, my CSA is lovely!

I am ever so delighted by my CSA farm. Going there is always so much fun and it is really neat to know that all the proceeds are going to a really great cause. This week is week 7 out of 20ish and I am really starting to love the variety of organic goodness that we are getting.

CSA Week 7:
2 large walla walla sweet onions
1 1/2 lbs. Red Norland potatoes
2 beets, red and white
1/3 lb. Swiss chard
1 lb. beans, green and yellow wax
1/4 pint of mixed red raspberries and blueberries (it is a transition time; blueberries are going out and raspberries are coming in)
1 clove garlic
3 HUGE scallions (seriously! How do these things get so big?!)
2 cucumbers
1 eggplant
1 handful of basil

I love bringing home my share from the farm and trying to figure out what to do with it. Tonight I am going to make spaghetti with a pasta sauce made with tomatoes, eggplant, garlic, zucchini and onions, all organic and almost all local! Even the pasta is organic, now that I come to think about it. With the Swiss chard I think that I am going to take the advice of the farmer at the CSA and make a curry out of it and put it over rice.

Another great thing about the CSA, that I haven't really taken advantage of yet, is the Pick Your Own patch. There they have a variety of herbs and flowers that you can pick in moderation. This last week we had the choice of zinnias, snapdragons, basil, cherry tomatoes, hot peppers and some others. I just haven't gotten the courage to go for it other than picking some mint for iced tea. Next week I think I will just have to go for it!

Colonial Williamsburg

I LOVE Colonial Williamsburg! It sounds very corny, but it is definitely one of my favorite places to visit. My parents were taking a vacation there the first week of July and we decided to join them for a few days. We really had a wonderful time, learned a lot and even had a few exciting adventures.

Adventure #1: Traveling with a baby that only wants to crawl/toddle everywhere is extremely difficult when all that is separating your child from precious antiques is a rope that can easily be crawled under. Oh my goodness! It was incredibly difficult to tour the houses with sweet Ravenna inserting her own commentary of modern parenting into our tours of the houses of Williamsburg.

One time it even got me into trouble, or rather, I got myself into trouble! The employees of Williamsburg take their jobs very seriously. When we were touring the Governor's Palace Ravenna got upset at being unable to move around on her own so I asked the tour guide if I could leave and he VERY willingly obliged. I was on the second floor at this time so down the staircase I went and stopped in the foyer below where I was met by a very upset footman. "You need to exit this way, M'am" he says to me. "But can't I just stay down here and look into these rooms?" "No, you need to exit this way," he replied getting more frustrated by the second. "Why can't I just stay right here?" I asked, because seriously, what on earth was I going to do with the guy watching me like a hawk? "You can't stay here because of all the antiques. You need to be with your tour." I then explained to him in very serious terms that I had to leave my group because of my daughter and that I would just wait here for my tour to return, at which point he realized that I wouldn't do what he asked and he gave up.

At the printer's: This guy was hilarious but nobody got his jokes but me and a few others. It really made a bit of an awkward situation but the guy took it in stride. The book binder was really funny as well, but in a really creepy way. He kept saying things like "we don't know who we were."

A lady blacksmith! You might be thinking that this wasn't very historical but I learned something new about women's history: women were employed in just about any profession and trade that you can think of. Seriously! Women basically did whatever their husbands or family's did, although very often women had their own trade along with their husbands. The head blacksmith at the shop pointed out that back then only the wealthy could afford for their wives to stay home. It wasn't until the Industrial Revolution that this changed.

In Yorktown with my parents!

The obligatory photo-op, and below, a video of me helping to make bricks

Williamsburg will always have a special place in my heart. Going there was such fun and I really hope to be able to go back again soon! Oh, and I got a really awesome gardening hat but it was STOLEN. I almost cried. More on that later.

The Case of the Missing Praxis Scores

Moving is a messy business. Things get lost and often ruined; tears are shed, occasionally accompanied by a wailing and gnashing of teeth. Our recent move to Pennsylvania was one of these moves. The most valuable thing that went missing, however, was just a slip of paper: Andrew's Praxis test scores. This test is given to teachers to evaluate their ability to teach their subject. As arbitrary as that sounds, these scores are vital for a job application and Andrew's score report had vanished.

We searched everywhere we could think of, tearing apart the storage unit, digging through piles of Andrew's teaching papers but they were nowhere to be found. Prayer after prayer was said and yet, no answer was forthcoming. The next step was to just have the test administrator send another copy, right? Sure, if you want to wait three weeks and pay $40, which we didn't. So what did we do? We stalled.

Maybe it is in Andrew's electronic Placement File? Great idea! Uh, the site is down...still down...STILL not working. A week later it still wasn't working. Meanwhile, our stalling tactic had worked, Andrew had a job interview, but the school district was requesting that he bring his test scores with him to the interview. Drat! What now?

On the morning of the interview we were both a bundle of nerves. Andrew going to the interview without being fully prepared was weighing on both our minds. Just a few hours before the interview, I recalled that right before the move I had been making copies of the test for his PA Certification application. It seemed unlikely, but we both agreed that it couldn't hurt for Andrew to go back to the storage unit and look under the lid of our scanner. Amazingly, after a month of searching, the test had been there ALL ALONG! We were saved at the 11th hour by what we can only conclude was divine intervention!

Well, with confidence restored Andrew went to the job interview. Two grueling hours later he was offered the job. After much thought and prayer, he accepted. See? We told everyone that moving to Pennsylvania without a job wasn't crazy! This is just another example of how much our Father in Heaven loves and cares for us if we have faith and follow His will for us. We feel very blessed.