I am not planning to make a series of uninteresting posts, but it may happen. Here are some observations about our new surroundings in Mt. Vernon:
1) The guy who owns the hot dog & espresso joint down on freeway drive has a massive nitch. I have never seen anything like it. Suddenly, we have found ourselves craving hot dogs with espresso.
2) The trader joe's in Bellingham is way cheaper than the one in Omaha. Our suspicions of the Omaha store have proven correct. We chalk it up to shipping costs. We are just glad we weren't being delusional. We started shopping at the one in Omaha and said, "don't remember it being this expensive in California." Alas, it is more California style prices up here. And the floor space is massive. We like this kind of TJ's.
3) The Mt. Vernon food co-op not only attracts some of the most excellent, yet gaudy hippy buses imaginable (think of the bus on the movie into the wild, we wonder if the hippies are headed to Alaska), but they also carry Stone beer, something I couldn't find in Omaha. By doing so I think it has made this one WSC alumnus happy, and perhaps the two others in Mt. Vernon.
4) Still wondering about the logic of having a tether-ball pole as the only recreational structure in our neighborhood park. We love the benches and the picnic tables, but then there is the tether-ball. I found myself hitting it back and forth while reading a section of the Cascadia weekly. I felt like a much hipper Napolean Dynamite, yet perhaps just as weird.
5) Our neighborhood makes us feel like we are camping everyday. It is quiet, surrounded by trees, and gets lots of fresh air off the nearby mountains. On our evening walk we heard a wonderful soprano down the block practicing her arpeggios. We'll take that over the Creighton Prep kids blasting the overrated deep cuts of Jay-Z.
That's all from Lake Wobegon, I mean, Mount Vernon.