Onward, to the cradle of the Confederacy!

by CountryFriedMama on June 25, 2010

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We spent last weekend at the lake with friends, boating and swimming and eating and drinking and having the closest thing we’re going to get to a beach trip this year thanks to the good folks over at BP and my rapidly approaching appointment to get my jaw broken and screwed back together like Frankenstein.

It was a lovely weekend.  Miss D. “swam” in the lake, kicking her legs like the big kids do and trying to move her arms despite the constraints of her U.S.-Coast-Guard-approved life jacket.  The Belle slept a lot and played and let us dip her in the water a couple of times.

I messed around with my camera, got a sunburn and spent as much time reclined on a float as I could manage.

We drove home Sunday night and put a couple of exhausted little girls in their own beds.  On Monday morning, Miss D. woke up, rubbed her eyes and said she was sad to have not woken up at the lake.

A couple of hours later, Country-Fried Daddy was at work and the girls and I were on our way to a birthday party when he called.  His Monday started with an announcement that his company is moving South to a smaller city.

We have about a year to get ready.

I didn’t blog this week.  I cried.

At the birthday party, in a Thai restaurant, on the phone, at night while watching the local news.  I cried and felt bad for myself and worried hard about what our lives will be like down there.

Five days later, I think I’m almost ready to say we’re going to be fine and actually, sort of, probably, maybe mean it.

We have a year to look for a house, one of our own that I can decorate and fuss over and love.  And maybe Miss D. will get into that great little magnet school, the one that will save me from daily arguments over her outfits, since all of its students wear uniforms.

We’re moving 90 miles away.  It’s a day trip to see friends and places that have become familiar over the past three years.  It’s not that far.  It’s doable.

We’re going back to the city where CFD and I met.  While it certainly would not have been my first choice, there’s something beautiful in that, I suppose.

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Tickled Red June 25, 2010 at 1:24 pm

I know that news had to be tough :( But I am glad to hear that you will have a house of your own to fuss over…that is the best news all around I suppose :)

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Country-Fried Mama
Twitter: countryfried
June 28, 2010 at 2:16 pm

It definitely softens the blow.

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Nancy @ Roving Lemon’s Big Adventure June 25, 2010 at 3:39 pm

Oh CFM, I feel for you. Having to uproot is so very painful, and the feeling of the transition looming is almost worse, in my (unfortunately extensive) experience. It always makes me jumpy and unable to plan properly. But having a house to fuss over (at last!) *almost* makes up for it all. And being able to share all the excruciating bits on your blog along the way helps too, sometimes.

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Country-Fried Mama
Twitter: countryfried
June 28, 2010 at 2:17 pm

You are so right. It’s hard to explain why, but I almost feel like if we have to go, it would be easier to just go and get it over with. To worry over it for a year…ick.

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Bubbe June 25, 2010 at 7:07 pm

I’m sorry you cried and I wasn’t there to help you.

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Aidan’s Mom June 26, 2010 at 8:19 am

I cried too, It will be ok! Just as you said, it’s a day trip! Easily done! Great pics from the lake house! You are getting really good with your camera! We will figure out how to get in another weekend before the Fall sets into the cooler months. :) Hang in there! House hunting is fun and so is fixin’ it up! Enjoy those parts!

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Country-Fried Mama
Twitter: countryfried
June 28, 2010 at 2:18 pm

I think I’ll start a little dream design binder. Maybe I’ll turn this into a decorating blog. (And for those of you who’ve been to my house, you know that is pretty funny.)

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Mel June 26, 2010 at 9:49 am

We will be there with you. No matter where is, we are only a plane ride away and at Skype’s beck and call any time. Looking forward to seeing you all real soon. Make sure Miss D and Miss A are ready for lots of fun.

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Rachel @ Grasping for Objectivity
Twitter: objectivityrach
June 26, 2010 at 5:28 pm

I’m so sorry…I hope you can find an awesome house and new friends and that it would be a positive transition!

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Mel June 26, 2010 at 8:53 pm

BTW, love the photos, especially the sunset over the lake. You are becoming a photography guru. You must show us the new camera.

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Country-Fried Mama
Twitter: countryfried
June 28, 2010 at 2:18 pm

Thanks, Mel!

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Miss Welcome June 28, 2010 at 2:27 am

I always wondered what it would be like to live in the South. It seems like it should be it’s own country. Well, they wanted to, and all.

But your kids will have charming accents. I’m glad you are reconciled to the move, and I do think that it being the town where you met CFD is significant.

(visiting from Empress) (it wouldn’t let me leave my e-mail address so I made one up).

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Country-Fried Mama
Twitter: countryfried
June 28, 2010 at 2:19 pm

“It seems like it should be it’s own country. Well, they wanted to, and all. ”

Hilarious! Thanks for the laugh.

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