4th of July...on June 27th

We are in a different time zone now, but I did not know it affected holidays as well. For, just a few days ago, on June 27th, we met up with our new friends to watch our town's 4th of July firework display...complete with Bruce Springstein, Lee Greenwood, and carny food. In this part of the country, they assign each town a day to celebrate the 4th. So, I suppose, if you were a fireworks fanatic, this would be a dream come true . You could town hop for days and watch glorious, patriotic firework displays. As for me...I am no fanatic...but admit I am rather tickled about getting to celebrate the 4th more than once this year. Keith is pictured with our new friends...to his left, Brad and Jane from Utah...to his right, Terrance and Kestlee from Utah. It's a Utah sandwich! (did i just type that?) The guys are in the P.A. program with Keith. The wives have already bonded over the fact that we are practically widows now. :) We are thankful for such fun friends.

A little town called Hamden

So, in the attempt to keep our distant loved ones informed of our adventures and life in Connecticut, I have finally decided to get on the blog bandwagon that the rest of my generation boarded about 5 years ago. I have never been one to boast being technologically advanced...devoid would be a better description. However, this summer finds me with way too much time on my hands, and no one to share it with...except my books, kitchen, and now, my laptop. Enter...the blog.

DISCLAIMERS...
1) i am a horrible speller. horrible!
2) my grammar is great in Spanish...not quite up to par in English.
3) neither of the above are directly linked to my intelligence.
Alrighty...having said all that...here we go...

On May 21, we hitched up the "big yellow truck", as my nephew Grant still calls it, with my little car in tow, and Keith's truck following to make the 3 day 2 night journey to CT. Not a smooth trip...but we (Mom, big brother John, Keith, and I) made it. Dad flew up to join us. (good decision, dad!) In about 4 days, we managed to establish our new home on 1340 Whitney Avenue, curtains and all.

Why Hamden, CT? Quinnipiac University. Quinni-what? Yeah, we had never heard of it either. It stands just 10 minutes north of us, in Yale's great shadow, yet outranks Yale's program significantly. Keith's quest to become a P.A. (Physician's Assitant) led him to apply to the highly ranked program at Quinnipiac, amongst others. Once accepted, we could not turn them down.

Hamden was "incorporated" in 1786...and is the perfect combination of history and practicality. It is the home of Eli Whitney (yes, the cotton guy), hence Whitney Ave. Within walking distance...a used bookstore, fresh market, pub, yoga studio, post office, park, and I even get to stroll past a large cemetery where most of the gravestones date in the 1800's. Within driving distance are all major modern necesities...Stop-n-Shop, Target, Old Navy, Bed Bath & Beyond, beach, and a mall with H&M! I think we'll do just fine...in our blue house with a blue door in a little town called Hamden. Visitors are welcome...anytime! (HINT!)