when we were young

September 22, 2011 |  Category:   family home life Seattle & the NW travels

Going back to Mark’s mom’s house in Olympia, Washington is just about the closest thing to going back home as we can get. Certainly for Mark, as he lived at that house during his high school years, but in some small way for me as well. When we drive to my parents’ house on the weekends, it’s not to the house or neighborhood I grew up in. There are no childhood relics or memories there, so I suppose in one sense going back to this house with the red door, a place that I have also lived in briefly on 2 separate occasions, is the oldest “home” to go back to.

Oh Olympia, you are a sleepy little town, but you have an impressive Farmer’s Market, a nice waterfront, and our favorite coffee roasters. It’s funny how huge the scene felt back then in the early 90s – the birthplace of Riot Grrrls, the indie record labels, the music and the aftermath of Nirvana. I guess you could say that about many of the indie college towns back then. Of course we didn’t really know it at the time, but is stuff like this still happening in college towns? Or am I that out of touch and talking like an old person?

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  • Eve September 22, 2011 at 6:20 am

    Ahhh nostalgia for college days, small town bands…and REM call it a day πŸ™

  • ana {bluebirdkisses} September 22, 2011 at 10:26 am

    I love going home. Granted my parents don’t live anywhere glamorous…they are in the suburbs and it is pretty boring sometimes. But I love the feeling of going home, the smell of baking coming from my mom’s kitchen, the family dog running to the door…its lovely.

  • Vanessa September 22, 2011 at 11:15 am

    I’m going home to my parents’ place in Philadelphia this weekend. I love that house, it’s where I grew up. Sadly they’re in the process of selling it. It’s like losing a part of yourself…

  • diamondkelt September 22, 2011 at 11:43 am

    I’m not sure, maybe cuz I’m getting old too, but now I have that Killers song stuck in my head thanks to your blog title ^_~

  • sara September 22, 2011 at 11:47 am

    my parents are considering moving out of my childhood home (the only house i ever lived in) and it sort of scares me. my town is tiny but i can’t imagine going “home” and home not being where i remember it. makes me nostalgic just to think of it, and the move hasn’t even happened yet!
    the market looks lovely. it’s been so long since i had rhubarb!

  • sarah September 22, 2011 at 1:46 pm

    I go to Olympia every winter to visit my parents but it’s not where i grew up, so I didn’t have a clue what to do while i was there on previous occasions. I’ll definitely be checking out the farmer’s market next time around πŸ™‚

  • hannah September 22, 2011 at 2:45 pm

    hi jenna,
    i just wanted to say thank you! i love your blog — your stories, pictures, your perspective on life, your choices.
    hwa-ee-ting,
    hannah
    p.s. i would still read if you had ads! i don’t think you’d be selling out.

  • Megan September 22, 2011 at 2:55 pm

    I am transfixed by the cost of that rhubarb. Seriously, who would pay $3 for 3 pieces of rhubarb??? Love your blog, sorry for the highjack. πŸ™‚

  • Dacia September 23, 2011 at 1:06 am

    Your kids dress like J. Crew children models. That is awesome.

  • Katherines Corner September 23, 2011 at 12:32 pm

    Great post. Put some ads up, it’s your blog πŸ™‚ Hugs and wishes for a joy filled weekend.

  • Georgia September 23, 2011 at 5:49 pm

    aaaaaaaah the early nineties. and you were actually somewhere near seattle! It feels like it was the best music ever, but I think probably everyone feels like that about the music they listened to when they were 17. We’re just old!

  • Jenn September 27, 2011 at 11:26 am

    These are lovely pictures of the Farmer’s Market in Olympia… it’s one of our favs in this area…

  • Visty September 28, 2011 at 7:50 pm

    I was just listening to NPR the other day, where someone was talking about Nirvana and the explosion back then, and how right now the music scene is kind of dead. Nothing, according to this person talking, is happening that’s new the way Nirvana was new. The radio is back to an alternative version of the top 40 of the 80’s. That made me feel better, because I was just complaining to myself recently that I don’t love any new bands the way I love the bands from back then.

  • Lohasrus October 5, 2011 at 9:30 pm

    Love farmer’s markets everywhere! Your pictures are awesome!

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