- a good farmer's market
- sushi (good sushi is implied)
- reliable 3G coverage
- a place to dance
- an amazing wine list
- a store that sells Boogas brand of cat food
- Dunkin Donuts (seriously, if you open one, I will keep you in business)
Monday, July 27, 2009
Things I Need Where I Live
The rest is history
This is a blog about adventure and exploration. The adventure is moving, working with family, starting our own family and sharing what we love with people who might not get it. The exploration is figuring out our values, what we really want and finding out if our dreams will only come true in a certain place or if we can take them with us where ever we go.
A little background on my relationship with my hometown.
I hated growing up in Owensboro. I don't think I am alone on that count either. I mean really? What does it have to offer? Good schools, low crime, a sense of family. Does that shit matter when you are 16? No. I was disaffected youth all the way.
The minute I graduated high school I was off to college in Miami. I wanted to get as far as I could still be on the East Coast. Even when I visited I think I couldn't wait to get back to SoFla. I loved everything the city had to offer. Graduate school brought me to Knoxville, TN. I love it here. It has everything I want and nothing I don't - except maybe poor air quality.
But fate has dealt me an unfair hand. Through twists and turns of career paths too high to count I wound up with a Master in Business. Then I married an engineer. I have become my parents (which isn't bad my parents are cool).
So there it is folks. Eleven years later, we are going back to work at my family's engineering business. I should have been a school teacher, married a doctor.
I think my dad described what moving back to Owensboro will be like to a tee, "Owensboro has tripled in size since you left but it hasn't changed one bit."
Well, I have changed. And now I am a changer. Part of the reason any young adult hates their hometown is that they can't leave and they can't do anything about it. I am looking forward to seeing what I can do to spice up things in the Big O. A part from helping my mom run the business I am going to continue my journey as a Middle Eastern Dancer and begin teaching proper Bellydancing in the Boro. Let's just see how this goes.
A little background on my relationship with my hometown.
I hated growing up in Owensboro. I don't think I am alone on that count either. I mean really? What does it have to offer? Good schools, low crime, a sense of family. Does that shit matter when you are 16? No. I was disaffected youth all the way.
The minute I graduated high school I was off to college in Miami. I wanted to get as far as I could still be on the East Coast. Even when I visited I think I couldn't wait to get back to SoFla. I loved everything the city had to offer. Graduate school brought me to Knoxville, TN. I love it here. It has everything I want and nothing I don't - except maybe poor air quality.
But fate has dealt me an unfair hand. Through twists and turns of career paths too high to count I wound up with a Master in Business. Then I married an engineer. I have become my parents (which isn't bad my parents are cool).
So there it is folks. Eleven years later, we are going back to work at my family's engineering business. I should have been a school teacher, married a doctor.
I think my dad described what moving back to Owensboro will be like to a tee, "Owensboro has tripled in size since you left but it hasn't changed one bit."
Well, I have changed. And now I am a changer. Part of the reason any young adult hates their hometown is that they can't leave and they can't do anything about it. I am looking forward to seeing what I can do to spice up things in the Big O. A part from helping my mom run the business I am going to continue my journey as a Middle Eastern Dancer and begin teaching proper Bellydancing in the Boro. Let's just see how this goes.
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