Wednesday, January 11, 2012

A California Girl in Kentucky

I'm a California girl born and raised in Southern California. I'm not one of those people who say they are from California when really they hail from Arkansas and moved to Los Angeles after bleaching their hair an unnatural blonde. I'm an American Indian, yep the Pocahontas kind, so I am truly from California, don't let the fair skin and light eyes fool you.

What does this mean? Well, it means I could exist solely on a diet of Mexican food (guacamole anyone?) and I wear flip flops 365 days a year. This also means I experienced a complete culture shock when Mr. G and I packed up the G-girls and moved to KENTUCKY. Yes it's true...I'm no longer a Southern California resident for the first time in my entire life! It was a sad, sad day when I had to give up my California drivers license. I will say though, the upside to a Kentucky drivers license is there is no weight on the card!! They ask you your weight when you apply for id, but it's not visible on the card! With all the biscuits and gravy available here I think it's a necessity to keep that number hidden.

All kidding aside, I think this move has proved to be beneficial for myself and all the G's. 

So why Kentucky, you ask? The answer is simple: my husband bleeds blue. As passionate as I am about my home state, Mr. G is equally as passionate about his: The Bluegrass State. Just for the record, the grass is not blue, but everywhere you go you see people wearing blue to represent the Kentucky Wildcats. Lexington is home to the University of Kentucky and their famous men's basketball team. Please do not confuse us for cardinal my G-girls say "Red birds are bad birds"....

When looking for a change, Mr. G looked no further than his Kentucky roots. His entire family still lives here and he enjoys driving me around town showing me where he grew up, where he played little league, and where he parked his car to sleep during his first 3 classes in high school. ;)

I don't like change much, but I just knew moving to Kentucky was the right thing to do. There is a difference between what you want to do and what you must do. This was one of those things I knew was right even if it made me incredibly uncomfortable...and uncomfortable was an understatement! I was terrified to leave all that I knew behind. Three months later, I am here, happy and planning G2's 4th birthday party! I can't wait to share all the pictures once it comes together!

G-Family on Christmas Eve in KY 2011

1 comment:

  1. Can't wait to meet you guys. Met Hunter once when he was around 7. He wouldn't remember me. So happy you guys are in KY.