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Monday, September 1, 2008

Going House.

I'm in Canada. That's where I live, you know. Even if it still doesn't quite feel like home.

When I go to Arizona, I am going to a place that has known, loved and embraced me since the day I was born. Where the proverbial everybody knows my name. In returning to ay-zee, I'm returning to a state of normalcy. A state of comfort. A state of mind. The 48th state. It has five Cs and cacti and my life history.

So when I head for Arizona, I head for home. Which means my trip back to Canada can only be going house. Going house-with-purple-walls-that-retain-a-funny-smell-from-the-last-guys-who-lived-here, if we're being technical.

But how can I call it going house, when my husband, Poor Kyle, lives here and waits patiently for me to return? It's not just house to's his home. And They say that home is where the heart is, but my poor little heart is divided so many times, it feels like I only have one tiny ventricle to dedicate to Canada. I mean...Paris, London, Brussels, New York, San Fran...every place I've visited, I've left a piece of my heart behind.

All of this thinking is bad for the brain, so let's just move on.

The good news is: August is over and September has arrived in all its Autumn glory! And I do love September. I was born in September, and this month I'll be turning 22, which looks like such a small little number all typed up. Even though when I was a kid, 22 might as well've been 88, because who can possibly fathom life in their twenties as a 10 year-old? When I was 10, I thought my 22 year-old self would look something like this:

Good thing I have another 10 years before my face morphs*. Heaven help me when I'm 30 {tongue-in-cheek, people...tongue in cheek}.

Also, good thing I'm still just almost-22.

So I like September mostly because it's the month of my birth, but also for these fantastic reasons.

The bad news is, when I was growing up, September signified the oncoming months of sweater-weather, when I could finally stop wearing bras to school because who notices perkiness under oversized hoodies, anyway? But now that I've moved north of the 49th parallel, September signifies the oncoming months of THIS PLACE IS EFFING COLD.

Because as I type this, it is 36 degrees Faranheit outside, and we have our heater turned on. Our heater. Turned on. In September. {Actually, Poor Kyle wanted to fire it up a few days ago, but man-made heat in the month of August goes against everything I hold dear.}


*Photo courtesy of this place.

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Anonymous Anonymous said...

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September 1, 2008 at 11:50 PM  
Blogger Loralee Choate said...

Excuse me, but I have TWO YEARS on the age you you stated that you are going to allegedly turn into the bog monster and have your face petrify.


I think I need to go slather some uber expensive wrinkle cream on my entire body and wrap myself in saran wrap now.

September 2, 2008 at 1:37 AM  
Blogger Cristin said...

So you have the Cheers theme song on your page - were you even alive when that was on the air? (Tongue in cheek...)

September 2, 2008 at 7:03 AM  
Blogger Camille said...

Loralee--Oh, don't be mad. You know I was just making fun of the innocence of childhood. Or something.

Cristin---Just the reruns on Nick at Nite. But we didn't have cable, so I could only sneak episodes at my grandma's house when I spent the night over there.

September 2, 2008 at 7:25 AM  
Blogger HeatherPride said...

Did I tell you I almost married a Canadian? Congrats on sticking it through the horrible immigration process, btw. I would have moved there too but then I found out about having to plug your car in during the winter and I was all....wha???? I think I'll stay here..... OK, our reasons for breaking up weren't quite that shallow....if you run into Bud up there tell him HI for me.

September 2, 2008 at 7:49 AM  
Blogger Unknown said...

Ok, now I have to totally go morph myself. Wait, that doesn't sound right...oh well, who cares!


September 2, 2008 at 10:09 AM  
Blogger lindsay said...

36 degrees camille?
how does that even happen? My poor melted arizona mind cannot even fathom that temperature! should come's a perfect 82 outside this morning.

pick a favorite color - i think i need to crochet you a scarf to keep your pretty non-wrinkled face warm this balmy canada september.

pick a color.

September 2, 2008 at 10:35 AM  
Blogger Kristi Kleisler said...

Wow that is insane- it is not allowed to be cold in September, it should be a rule!!

September 2, 2008 at 11:24 AM  
Blogger Busy Bee Lauren said...

I hate being cold...I shall never move away. You are a good wife to live in Canada. I would be a mean one and insist on moving.

September is a great month. I used to hate it...but now it is awesome. I get married in 2 weeks.

September 2, 2008 at 1:05 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I know you're only 22 but from your writing you seem way older.

September 2, 2008 at 2:33 PM  
Blogger Whitney said...

36 degrees!? What the heck! Come home... Bring poor Kyle and just come home! No one should ever have to have their heater on in September. Thats absolute madness.

September 2, 2008 at 3:14 PM  
Blogger Erik and Amanda said...

Oh Camille you blogs are always so amazing! I have been a little out of the bloggin world as you can probably tell by the lack of posts I have been doing, but you have reinspired me to at least get on and read yours. How has my life gone on without Camilles two cents I will never know!

September 2, 2008 at 4:41 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

brr! i can't even imagine such september!

September 2, 2008 at 4:56 PM  
Blogger Lindsey said...

I can't wait to see you old!!!

P.s. There are pics up on my blog you might want to see...

September 3, 2008 at 1:37 PM  
Blogger RPH said...

i agree with loralee(of course)...i have a few years on the petrifying age of 30! ahhh!

i agree being away is hard, but home is where the heart is. mine belongs with andy now.

September 4, 2008 at 7:15 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

slackin a tad on the blogging eh?

September 4, 2008 at 9:22 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Like some cheese with your whine?

September 14, 2008 at 2:17 PM  

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