As I sat in church on Sunday, the song from Cheers ran through my head ...
Sometimes you want to go
where everybody knows your name,
and they're always glad you came.
You wanna be where you can see,
our troubles are all the same
You wanna be where everybody knows
your name.
"Yes. Yes, I do. I do want to go where everybody knows my name." I think I'm sick of moving. (Amazing, I know. :) Ugh. Here I go again. I've done this a million times before, and I guess I'll have to do it one more time. Don't get me wrong, this is definitely exciting. I'm just tired. And I think I will be for a very, very long time. When I'm done packing, I'll have a new baby, and when I've got the baby in a good schedule, I've got to potty train Seara, and once that is done we'll be moving again because Samuel should be done with grad school. Are you ever not tired in life? My mom had eight kids and with only two at home (they are nearly 18 and nearly 16), she is just as busy as she ever was. So I'm guessing I'll pretty much be tired until I die. Gosh, I can't wait to die! :)
Okay, okay, for real. Here are the things we have noticed about Maryland:
(1) It is SUPER green. I mean, wow. I love plants and trees and everything outdoors, so I am in absolute heaven here. It is so beautiful. The only downside is that all those trees cover up what you are looking for. Example: we drove up and down one street at least three times to find Home Depot because it was hidden behind all the beautiful foliage.
(2) People look pretty much the same as they do anywhere else. The only difference is that in Spanish Fork we knew that some 90% of the people we saw were LDS, and here about 99.9% of people are not. I feel like I'm constantly doing the Disneyland watch - keeping eyes peeled for garment lines and BYU apparel.
(3) Baltimore is what happens when there is no city planning for 250 years. To come home from church we have to take three lefts at four-way lights to stay on the same road the entire time (because if we go straight at the light we somehow change roads?!) Our 45 minute drive to see Sam's school on Sunday ended up taking 2 1/2 hours because we kept getting lost. Now I know why we were told not to live inside Baltimore. I swear, we almost died. The projects in the US are so much worse than the ghettos of South America. In the US the gangs have access to terrifying weapons and heavy drugs, in most of South America, they have neither. Its amazing how brazen people are when they are high on drugs and surrounded by powerful guns. I now know where I never, ever, ever want to go again. This is what it looked like except with a ton of people hanging out in the streets looking like they wanted to kill you.
(4) I don't really need to say it, but Utah isn't very racially diverse. We all know it. And it is no shock to leave Utah and see different races when you are an adult. But let me tell you what happens when you have a one year-old. So when I took Elijah to the doctor's office to get his teeth fixed we were sitting in the waiting room, right? And this black man enters the waiting room with his about 10 year-old daughter. Well, Elijah had never seen a black person before and he was VERY interested. So he follows this little girl around and keeps trying to touch her skin and her hair. I grabbed him as fast as my pregnant body can, but I had a hard time keeping him from staring and pointing. My way of dealing with it? Saying aloud to Lije, "What a cute girl, huh, Lije? Yup, she does have cute hair, buddy." Lets just say we disappeared as quickly as possible!
Life continues to be really exciting. The kids are adjusting well and have discovered their own favorite thing about Maryland: the elevator at our apartment complex. They get more excited about riding it than I do about going on Splash Mountain!
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Musings about Maryland
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8 comments:
I always think that life will slow down at some point too, but everyone tells me it won't.
My aunt and uncle took us driving through Baltimore one night when we were visiting and I saw some of those scary areas of Baltimore. For some reason it was fascinating to me though! I'm glad you're not living in those parts.
I'm excited to continue to read about your Baltimore adventures!
I don't know how you do it, I don't care about moving AT ALL!!!! I tried to call you a couple of times but I guess you no longer have the same # cause you never call back. How close are you to your deliver!?
Hey Janae- I'm happy to hear you and your family made it safely to Baltimore. Hopefully it won't take you too long to unpack and maybe then you can get a little rest before the new baby arrives. That's funny what you shared about the ghettos in Baltimore. My old boyfriend- (one whose name you may remember me saying while I was on the mish)- served in Balitmore and he had LOTS of stories about the ghetto there. Also my best friend is friend Balitmore so I've heard lots of interesting stories about the place. I'm sure you and Sam will have plenty of missionary "moments" out there. Good luck and stay safe!
***sigh*** I miss not being in Utah. Don't get me wrong, I really do love it here. I love having a house and a yard and a garden, but sometimes I really miss the big city.
Hi Janae! I'm Cara's sister-in-law in South Dakota. I've been lurking your blog for several months and I feel like an old friend. :) So glad you made it to Baltimore in good shape. Your new Bishop sounds like a riot! So, I'm not LDS - what are garment lines?
call me curious :)
jerry
Hi Jerry! I'm replying here, but also emailing you just in case you don't see this.
Most clergymen, ministers, chaplains, pastors, etc. wear special clerical clothing while they are in the ministry (such as robes, hoods, skull caps, etc.) as a continual reminder of their obligations, covenants, and devotion to God. I've heard it called "an outward expression of an inward commitment." Well, just as they wear special vestments, so do most devout LDS people, and we draw the same benefits of having a reminder of our devotion to and covenants with God. They are called garments, and are regarded as something pretty sacred to us. But, as you probably know, unlike most churches, in the LDS church we do not have a professional clergy, so the men and women called to various positions in the church also work out in the regular workforce - as doctors, farmers, postal workers, pediatric dentists :), etc. Because of that we wear our garments under our clothing instead of outside (ours our really lightweight - more like an undershirt). It is a very personal reminder of our faith in God and our commitment to him.
So, when I talk about garment lines, I'm just saying that sometimes the very astute (such as myself ;) can tell if someone is LDS by noticing their neckline, etc. But now that I write that part I realize how weird that makes me sound. Ooops! :)
Thanks for your reply, Janae! The comment didn't make you sound weird at all. I learned something new today. Thanks! :)
Janae, it's good to know you are liking the East. It is quite different than the West isn't it? I didn't even get to say good bye to you because I was in Primary but I'm glad you have Blog so we can keep in touch. Good luck with the rest of your pregnancy. You look great.
Love,
Thuan
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