Well, well, well. Alas for all you blog followers, Amber is out of the country. But, luckily for you, I happen to know her password, so you don't have to miss out on getting to read something. Unfortunately, I'm not as witty and winning as she is, so you'll just have to make do.
I've been a bit accident prone lately, to be honest. A week or so ago I spilled a pan full of hot oil on my leg, making for a nice little drumstick. The crispy breading is falling off now, revealing the new skin underneath, which is nice. Hopefully I'm not horribly scarred. And just a couple days ago I reached into the oven and put a finger on the heating coil, giving me a nice deformity on my left index.
Amber made it to the DR just fine (though a little late at night) and she's enjoying the lovely scenery and weather and the ocean view from her room. As for myself, I'm keeping busy. I'm writing reviews and doing some proofreading for Waterbrook and making up some writing samples for Window International Network, who are interested in hiring me on contract as a writer. All good stuff.
Amber and I trying to move ahead still with looking at houses. It's a little tricky with Amber gone and the holidays using up most of our weekends from now until New Year's. Which I guess is why not a lot of homes sell during that period, and people are low on cash. Recently I discovered a neat thing about Zillow. Apart from all the other neat neighborhood data they offer up, they classify the top three groups of people who live in an area (Bright Lights Big City, Home of the Brave, Power Singles, Comfy Couples, High $$ DINKs, etc). Both my brother and sister live in big cities now (Omaha and Salt Lake City), and sometimes I wonder how they adjusted and how they like it, considering we're from a town of 12,000 in the middle of nowhere. Me, I struggle a little, and I much preferred Longmont's 70,000 to Fort Collins' 120something. At least it's nice and mountainy here and we aren't living (and aren't looking to live) in anywhere very cityish.
The question is, if my siblings did have an easier time adjusting, why did they? Am I just more of a bumpkin? Is it because my bro and sis were at least born in big cities but I entered the world in a little country hospital with beds of corn husk and burros browsing amongst the wards? Did I inherit some odd genes from my Kansas-farming Grandmother? Amber's family is thoroughly settled in Denver, but even though she grew up there she doesn't love it. What happened to her? Did she get some bumpkin genes from her Texas Toast dad?
So what about you all? Do you fit in just fine to where you are or do you long for the bright lights or the simple life?