Thoughts of The Good Ole West

About 5 times a week now I look at Tom and tell him we have to move out of the state of Indiana and that the time has come for us to get serious about where we want to live. I keep suggsting places like Seattle, to expensive, Portland Oregon, neither of us have been there, but it looks gorgeous, Phoenix Arizona, might be to hot in the summer, Colorado my true love, New Mexico, or any place out West. Oh, to wake up each morning and look at the mountains, or to be able to go hiking on the weekends. I know Tom will be in heaven when we finally make the move, where he can go mountain biking, and hiking and camping whenever he wants and I absolutely can't wait. It sure will be an adventure, leaving our friends and family, but for me it will be like going home. Ever since my parents moved me from Colorado to Ohio when I was 14, some 12 years ago, I have longed to move back. I don't know what it is about that state or the West in general, but it just calls to me almost begging me to come back. I do have fears and anxiety about moving, but it is all a journey, life is a journey that you can either sit back and relax or you can worry about it, so once that truck is all packed up there will be excitement, and fear, but I will be going home. I can't wait to take my kids hiking on Pike's Peak, or whatever mountain there is or watch them play soccer with the mountains behind them. It will be a wish come true and I can't wait for that day!

Spring in Indiana

Ah, spring has finally arrived! Warmer days, not waking up in the dark or driving home from school or work in the dark. The blossoms are on the trees and flowers are blooming, it is wonderful...well it used to be wonderful. I guess I should be used to tornado season in Indiana, I have lived here for what is going on eight years, but this year is the first year it is already getting to me. As I was sitting in the hallway truly scared for the first time ever on Sunday night, I kept getting angrier and angrier. First off, I was missing Desperate Housewives, I mean yes I know this is serious business, but the News people just cut in and don't stop the show.. ANNOYING. Second, I was like why were we so young, dumb and naive, to buy a house in the middle of a corn field that doesn't even have a basement...WHAT were we thinking. I keep telling Tom that if we plan to stay here for more than 2-3 more years we are going to have to move somewhere else that has a basement and isn't right in tornado alley, because I won't be able to stand it. Hopefully we hit the dirt running and can move out West before then, but if not then a basement house it is! But I guess in the mean time, we will just continue to watch spring bloom around us and run to the hallway when it gets bad out and hope that our little stick house doesn't get blown over by the big bad wolf...aka mother nature.