a left-coaster in new england
And so we find ourselves in Massachusetts (still having a hard time spelling that one!) Our decision was made after weighing pros and cons of all the options, and after we landed a great contract with a new client, Second Nature, working on (among other things) the American College & University Presidents Climate Commitment.
Over Christmas, we hopped around North America, visiting family and friends we had not seen in far too long (even a mini-reunion with some MSLS grads . In Vancouver, I sorted my work visa, we packed up as much as we could with our Air Canada weight limit, and arrived on G's parents' doorstep for the interim. Fortunately, they have been most hospitable, making us feel very welcome in their home while we looked for a place. G's father offered us temporary work space in his office, so the worldwide headquarters of Greenland Enterprises has been in Danvers, MA for the last two months.
We found a great place in Jamaica Plain - two bedroom so we can work from our home office after we move in this weekend. JP is a terrific, righteous neighborhood, with organic grocers, cool restaurants and pubs, little boutiques, etc. It's on the subway line as well, so we are thinking about ditching the car for awhile (though a biodiesel-fueled TDI is also being considered).
We've been having lots of New England fun - for our first anniversary,
I got G front-row seats to a Bruins game (they lost, but we had a great
time). Two weeks ago we went skiing in Windham, NY with 53 of G's
college friends. I guess it was the best snow the mountain has seen in
a long time - I had a fantastic couple of days' skiing. The boys have
played some pond hockey, and I (for the first time ever) tried to
stick-handle a puck (though not with skates on yet - I need to buy a
pair). Last weekend, we went up to Exeter for G's alumni hockey game,
so I got to see where he spent his formative years (spoke volumes about
how he became the amazing person he his today - what a school!)
The winter weather has been an adjustment for this Vancouverite. There have been days that are the coldest I have ever experienced. Not even when skiing have I ever been this cold. We had an intense ice storm last week, and everything was a surreal moment frozen in time. Looking at the frozen rocks in Lobster Cove, they looked just like iced cakes. Then I realized that the iced cakes actually look just like the frozen rocks. Amazing that I'd never thought about where that word came from until now - a product of a West Coast lexicon, I suppose.
















