So I asked for suggestions. I got them. Thanks.
Where do I live. Hm.
I live in the land of corn fields. Along with the corn fields there are also soybean fields. One year its corn, the next its soybeans. A few times a year they spray those fields with either pig or cow shit. Depends on the field and what time of year it is. Oh yes, it smells lovely. If youve never smelled 'that smell', I suggest a nice long drive in the country. When you come upon a farm, take a big whiff. You will get a HINT of the smell. Oh, and Im fortunate enough to live on the edge of town. The nearest corn field is about 4 blocks away. Yay!
Its pretty damn flat here. Ask Eric. He has a lot to say about the flatness of IL. There are trees, but not TREES. My neighborhood is newer. Maybe 10 years old or so and our trees are still somewhat little. We have bunnies, but no squirrels. No trees = no squirrels. They live in trees, ya know. (off the subject of Northern IL to talk about these squirrels........I had a long debate with an old co-worker about squirrels and where they lived. I won. I had to bring in proof they lived in trees.)
We have tornado warnings here in the summer. I have yet to actually see a tornado. Im one of those who stands on the front porch waiting for it to come ripping through my neighborhood. (edge of town, first to get hit....get it?) Im still waiting.
It snows here too. Kids had 5 snow days. Thats a lot for them. I know I mentioned that in a recent blog. I hate snow....I hate winter. I HATE being cold.
Im getting bored with talking about where I live, but theres more.....
I was born and raised here. I lived here for 18 years before my family moved to AZ. I thought it was bad here, jeeeez, move to Kingman, AZ. Thats a whole other blog.
I dont like where I live. I have about 2 years left here then I can move. Joint custody. Ex is an asshole. Its not worth fighting over. I pushed my patience button with him a long time ago. I hope, no, I AM, moving to North Carolina when I do move. Its an ocean, trees, family, friends, lifestyle, NASCAR thing. I have been there a few times and Im in love with that state. Im not sure where Im moving to, I just know I will be there. I hope to get a house and that house will have roots. I want to stay where I move. I havent had roots since I was 18.
What do my kids think of this? Im sure somebody is wondering. I know my oldest son with move 'with' me. He actually just moved back from there because, 'he missed his mom'. The other 3 kids......I have no idea. My two girls are and have been pretty independent. My youngest son will live near his mom. Who knows, maybe they will all move down there. I tease them often that I will call them, dont call me.
Anything else?
On to what Eric wanted me to talk about.
What Im feeling and thinking.
That is so Eric. He is always wanting to know whats on my mind. How I feel. What Im thinking about. Im still adjusting to that. Its usually me that asks those questions. I know deep down hes what I want. I need time. He knows this and understands. Hes an amazing man. He doesnt need a patience button......lucky sod! (got that saying from an English friend)
I was thinking, while doing dishes, that I want to write out my obituary before I die. Why leave that to my kids, or god forbid, grand kids to try and figure out? I have written obituaries for my Sister and Nephew. My Gram is next. Its hard. I dont know half the information they want. What did they accomplish in their lives before I was born? Who was their god parents? When is their birthday??? So you try and get the facts straight. You think you have it nailed. Then, at the visitation service, some random person comes up to you and says you forgot to mention them in the obituary. What do you say? Sorry!? Im going to work on it. Im only 40, but who the hell knows what tomorrow brings.
Im sitting here thinking more about this. Maybe I will pick out my music too. I dont want funeral music. Its no fun. I like to think Im a fun person. I make people laugh, therefore I am a fun person. Yeah. I think I want some Aerosmith and Train. Maybe a little LIVE too. Stuff I like. Im sure somebody will appreciate my choice of music. After all, a funeral is a celebration of Life!
My Gram is dying. 99 years of LIFE! Thats fucking amazing!
heh, Just when the house got quiet and my 'bubble' is back to its normal shape, everyone will be back here, soon.
Its supposed to be 80 this weekend. I may actually thaw out. 80 to 85 is my kinda weather. Im going to be home alone this weekend. First time in 2 months. I am going to take advantage of my brothers jacuzzi. Im going to take advantage of the silence. Im going to take advantage of my hot ass shower! This will be the calm before the storm. I feel it.
I have more, but I need to go get this knot in my lower back taken care of. My PT, Julie, is gonna HOOK ME UP!
Peace Out......
2 comments:
Where you live sounds just like where I would have loved to live. I have a very good friend in Lincoln Nebraska and she keeps getting me to move there. I am such a country girl...yet I didn't catch a cowboy, I caught a Canuck haha!
I can understand about your gram. When mine died she was in her 90s. It's hard, and even harder to watch. Keep your chin up. *hugs*
Yes, it's flat.
Very flat.
REALLY flat.
But then, you have to understand, I'm used to hills, valleys and the whatnot of Pittsburgh. I've seen and spent time in flat, but flat gets boring.
What? No mention of me in NC? ;)
Oh, and I do have a patience button love, and I use it often. Trust me on that one. And yes, I like to know what you're thinking and feeling...
Post a Comment