Tuesday, June 22, 2010

What I Love About Michigan

Everyone that knows me knows that I love Michigan. There are so many people who may never understand, but I love it just the same. For example, I'm typing this on my mom's patio and listening to several birds chatting and singing away. My neighbors are across the pond enjoying the warm evening out on their patio. Lush green trees are surrounding me, light is reflecting off a baby pool, and the sound of the waterfall outside makes tonight feel like home.

I'm covered in mosquito bites, was woken up at 1:15am for a tornado warning and had to hide under the stairs, saw the most lighting in my life, and still happen to find this place magical. Last night Joey and I walked to the golf course next door and watched lightning bugs by moonlight. Tonight, my dad took him joy riding in his S2000. We spend the day at Matt and Melanie's with their new dog and brand new baby girl.

When I picked Joey up from the airport, we saw a frog in hop across the highway.  Yesterday, my husband held a toad for the first time. There are deer in the front yard, turtles in the back, red-winged blackbirds and robins all around. I love the smell of outside, the change in the weather, my friends and family, my church, Lake Michigan (which you can see the sandy bottom while swimming), the soft sand, beach grass, lakes, houses with big yards and no neighbors, the color green, pizza, Biggby and Jimmy John's. Ah, I will miss it all when I go back.

In two days I'll be on my way to San Diego again. Things to look forward to: being home, having instant coffee, being able to actually work on the thousands of photos I've taken, seeing my neighbors, spending time with Amy, being close to my in-laws, and of course being able to see the massive amount of damage (hopefully not) that the corroded water pipe in my kitchen ceiling created.

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

What if?

Somewhere between something Angie told me when I was half asleep, watching Batman Begins and reading Sarah's blog, I found myself in the bathroom of all places, wondering what I'd be like if all conveniences were suddenly stripped away. I was rather horrified to realize I had no idea. With no clothes, food, money, shelter, friends or family (ok, these would perhaps be needs, not conveniences) who would I be and what would I live for? Makes one contemplate.

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