Moving from a town of 6,000 to 3,000 is going to be fun. I am in Anchorage for a few weeks, and the past two weekends, I drove through Turnagain Pass and Moose Pass to find a new home for the flamingo lawn ornaments.
It's a small world, I tell ya. In a town of two agents, I picked the one who happens to have a son in the USCG. After we first shake hands, we start building our relationship. We started making the connections among our small family. His son was a year behind Brad at USCGA, which narrowed our playing field. And then I made the connection that baffled me: his son, Luke, was one of my mother in law's sponsor kids. He stayed at her home for a few weeks while at the Academy. So, there you have it: a town of 3,000, over 4,000 miles from my mother in law's abode, and I find the father of one her sponsor kids.
Needless to say, it helped build a great bond.
A great bond that gave him quick insight into who I am, what I was looking for, and what I would not stand for. In my first weekend, we viewed 12 homes in 3.5 hours. There were some that I drove into the driveway, glanced at the home, placed the sooby in reverse, and backed out of the driveway. Yeah, if you are loking for a project home: Seward has plenty.
As I climbed the stairs of an adorable A Frame and saw that the stove was placed under the sloping ceiling, I noted that Brad would not be able to stand and cook for me, so that one was out, too. And the day continued. The realtor crawled over snowmounds to inspect foundations for me, gave me an honest assessment of the quality of the well, and answered all my questions about price, resale value, the works. Even better: he loves Tok and invites both me and the furball into his office when we regroup to chat about our finds, inspections, and prospects.
Each visit enabled me to tour around town, sampling the local coffee shop, and eat lunch at the sea life center. In a vacant parking lot outside this Seward establishment, I munch on a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and watch otters swim around the bay. I am looking forward to kayaking around that bay and capturing these adorable animals on film.
Stay tuned to find out about the flamingo lawn ornaments' potential new home...
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What's up with the Flamingos?
When Brad and I eloped to Las Vegas, his crew aboard CGC Sanibel gave us a wedding present that included a gag gift of pink, plastic flamingo lawn ornaments. The crew requested that we take wedding photos with our “old married couple” signature décor. Since we were under the guise that what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas, we took pictures of our flamingos all over the strip, at our wedding, and beyond. When we returned from our elopement, word dispersed quickly, and suddenly, our gag gift had become our signature.
What soon followed were flamingo Christmas decorations, beach bags, cookie jars, beach towel clips, and a sink plug (yes, a sink plug—who knew?). Our family and friends embraced these items as kitschy reminders of us. They often call me after a Floridian vacation, “I saw this cute flamingo ___ and thought of you immediately!”
After two years of apartment living in a flower box, our precious lawn ornaments are Alaska-bound. They have a new house and yard to call home. Come share in our adventures as we travel across country and make our way to the Rock.
What soon followed were flamingo Christmas decorations, beach bags, cookie jars, beach towel clips, and a sink plug (yes, a sink plug—who knew?). Our family and friends embraced these items as kitschy reminders of us. They often call me after a Floridian vacation, “I saw this cute flamingo ___ and thought of you immediately!”
After two years of apartment living in a flower box, our precious lawn ornaments are Alaska-bound. They have a new house and yard to call home. Come share in our adventures as we travel across country and make our way to the Rock.
My god child, Ana Sofia
I am the proud god mother of Ana Sofia, daughter to my two dear friends, Paula and John. In today’s technology-driven world, we will keep in touch, despite the four hour time difference and 4700 mile distance. To keep our constant connection, I gave Ana Sofia a pink flamingo Beanie Baby. I have one, too. From time to time, you will see candid photos of our flamingos, gracing the screen in silent - if not kitschy- shout out to one another. Long live the flamingo!
2 comments:
It sounds like you're having an awesome time down there checking out the sights and finding your new home. I can't wait to see the house you end up selecting!
My darling C-
There is no one...no where...in this world that your special charm couldn't find someone that you are connected with..NO WHERE! Your energy and zest for life spread across the globe like a gentle refreshing breeze of love. Everyone of us longs for that whisper against our cheeks. It brings a smile to our face. Love LA
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