I keep trying to write here, but my kids are crawling all over the place, fighting, totally throwing off my groove...I was thinking about the events that brought me to this town. Complaining about where I live is one of my favorite past times. I have a decent townhouse in a small town in Virginia. It is the kind of place where everyone shops at Wal-Mart because the Target is still a little too high-fallutin'. I moved here 9 years ago because of an even smaller town...I lived in Savannah, Ga, which is a great place, but I was recently divorced. I knew I could never be succsesfull in any relationship with my ex right there, in my face every where I went. So, here I sit. This town wants to be a suburb of Washington D.C., but it is still too rural. I never thought that I would miss Georgia! I don't know where I will move next, with kids in school, everything becomes more complicated. I would love to move back further south, I think...the allure of no snow is kind of nice. What is worth it? I have to drive at least an hour to shop anywhere decent, but there is a gorgeous mountain view in both directions. There is a low crime rate and decent schools, of course this is the same school system that lets high school kids off to hunt during deer season. W.T.F.?? The internet allows me to order anything I seriously desire. Lately, I have been thinking about exploring the world of absinthe. There is a whole bunch of varieties available to buy now. I am broke, so I don't want to blow 80-100 bucks on some bullshit that tastes like ass. Also, I am easily lured in by a pretty package...I can't help it!
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