Home Again!

We had a wonderful few days being away, but, as usual, I am always happy to come home! I can’t say I was homesick, because so much of my ‘home’ is wrapped into the heart of my husband and he was right by my side the whole weekend. And our weekend away was very enjoyable, and the time went by so quickly that I didn’t really get a chance to miss home at all, but as we started our journey toward home this morning I was happy for the time away to be ending, and as we neared home I became more and more eager to be home.

I love the many sayings that pertain to home, and those that just use the word home in them such as home-grown, homeward bound, home run, homecoming, welcome home, home owner, home front, and home improvement. And my husband’s favorite store is Home Depot (I have to admit I like it too and I accompany him on his trips there a lot).

I even like the term ‘homemaker’ ~

“One who manages a household, especially as one's main daily activity.

Homemaker is a mainly American term which may refer either to:

* the person within a family who is primarily concerned with the management of the household, whether or not he or she works outside the home
* a person whose prime occupation is to care for their family and/or home

The term homemaker is preferred by some to housewife or househusband because it is inclusive, defines the role in terms of activities, rather than in relation to another or to gender, and is independent of marital status”.



And I love these ‘Home’ adages:

* Home Is Where The Heart Is
* Home Sweet Home
* The Kitchen Is The Heart Of The Home
* A Man’s Home Is His Castle
* Keep The Home Fires Burning

But I do not like this one (I know this one is true, but it hurts my heart):

You Can Never Go Home Again


These ‘Home’ quotes are some of my favorites:

Home, the spot of earth supremely blest,
A dearer, sweeter spot than all the rest.
~Robert Montgomery

I had rather be home on my farm than be emperor of the world. ~George Washington

"'Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam,"
Be it ever so humble there's no place like home!"
~John Howard Payne (1791-1852)

It takes hands to build a house
It takes hearts to build a home
~Author Unknown

A house is made of walls and beams
A home is built with love and dreams
~Author Unknown


And these are two of my favorites:

~ God Bless This Mess ~
(this pertains especially to my home on most days!)

and

~ God Bless Our Home ~


And my most favorite:

God Bless America, my Home Sweet Home


Lately my grandson Jayden keeps asking me over and over again (while stretching out his arms and pointing all around the house) “This is my home, right?” And I tell him over and over again that yes, this is his home, and he gets a big smile on his face. And I know exactly how he feels.

It’s very nice to get away, but there’s no place like home!


Here's some of pictures from our trip, if any of you ever get the chance to take this trip I urge you to GO, you will not be disappointed.
These first pictures are of the hotel room we stayed at in Mystic, Connecticut. The hotel we usually stay at in Manhattan is much nicer, but this was very nice too.

The room had a nice 'living' area and then a bedroom separated by a divider.

Here's where Ray very nicely set up his laptop for me!


We arrived in Mystic on Friday and we shopped at Olde Mystik Village, it's really very quaint and out-of-the-ordinary. Definitely a change from any of the malls near us and a far cry from the skyscrapers of Manhattan!




There were a lot of little duck ponds all over and a lot of ducks wandering the property!




And here's an 'inspiration' picture I had Ray take. I'd love for him and my brother-in-law Donald to make a pair just like this for our back deck!

I have lots of pictures of the 'goodies' we picked up there and also from the rest of our trip.
On Saturday we did the Cliff Walk along the ocean in Newport, Rhode Island, it was beautiful, it was tiring, and it was lots of fun. It was over five miles, there was some rock climbing, some stairs to climb, a few tunnels to go under, and then we opted to walk the streets back. I have lots of pictures of the walk, the ocean, the scenery, the many mansions, and also pictures from our ferry ride home and our stop at Calverton National Cemetery (Ray's Dad is buried there), but I'll save those for later posts during the week.
I want to go and finish unpacking now.

It's nice to be home again!