Together On Tuesdays-The Green Green Grass of Home
This weeks topic for Together on Tuesdays is - The Grass is Always Greener: if by some twist of fate you had the option to move to some wonderful destination, would you take it-or would you stay where you live now? What are some of the things that you love about where you live? What are some things you dislike, or some things that you wish you had in this area that would improve your quality of life? If you would take the get out and leave option-what are your reasons for leaving? Where would your destination be? If you stay-why?
Personally, I don't think that the grass is greener. I like living in my home town. I don't want to move anywhere else. I love being close to family and friends. I love knowing all sorts of things about the city where I grew up.I love finding out new things about this city too. And I'll say it, I'm proud to be a Hoosier!
There is a country song that talks about the green green grass of home and ever since I heard about our topic for this week I've had Elvis in my head singing about the green green grass of home......here's the link if you would like to have listen.
Nolan always wonders how I know these random songs.....ask my mom and dad. Their love of old school country music and my crazy ability to memorize every song lyric I've ever heard makes my head filled with these songs. While all the lyrics of the song don't really ring true with me (you realize that the man is in prison and he is thinking about after his execution and being buried back at home), the phrase The Green Green Grass of Home just stuck in my head.
Don't get me wrong. I love to travel. I love visiting new and exciting places. I love seeing all the sites. If I had endless amounts of money, I think that I would travel all the time. Traveling is different than living some place else. I think that is what makes traveling so great for me. When you travel, everything is new and different. It's not what you are used to every day. It's not the same old house, on the same old street, in the same old city. But at the end of the day, while it's always hard to leave my vacation spot, I always love coming home. I think that if I lived in some "cool" place, it would quickly loose it's splendor.
I've lived in different cities. I lived in Goshen, Indiana for 4 years while in college. While not that exotic, it is certainly different from Indianapolis....I mean, how many people live in an area where there is a horse hitch at the Wal Mart for the Amish buggies (excluding all of you Mennonites that are reading this).
I lived in Atlanta, Georgia as well. Nolan was finishing his masters degree at Georgia Tech when we got married. So off to Atlanta I went. It was fine. It was fun to live in the city. I liked finding new places to hang out and visit. I liked the winter much better than the winters here in Indy, but at the end of our stay there, I was ready to move back home. We still have plenty of great memories of living there and think back on our time there often.
After his graduation, Nolan would have moved off to California and pursued his game design career. He knew that I would be happier living in Indy, so we moved back here. He gave up his dreams to be with me, I guess that just show how much he loves me. Ladies, I caught a good one! Now, I would have gone with him anywhere he wanted to go. If he said there is no way he could ever be happy living in Indiana for the rest of this life, I would have packed up and followed him to the ends of the earth. I love the man that much. And to be honest, I probably would have enjoyed it, but I would have also desperately missed home. Now that I think back, I wish that we would have moved off somewhere when we were newlyweds. It would have been exciting to live in such a different place, at least for a little while. I probably would have wanted to move back to Indy when we began to think about having children. Hindsight is 20/20, they say, and I think they are correct.
To wrap this up, while I hate too many days with grey skies in the winter, I hate humidity in the summer, I hate that I can't bike from my house to anywhere, I hate that public transportation is terrible here in Indy, I don't want to go anywhere else. This is my home and in the words of Dorothy Gale, "There's no place like home."
Personally, I don't think that the grass is greener. I like living in my home town. I don't want to move anywhere else. I love being close to family and friends. I love knowing all sorts of things about the city where I grew up.I love finding out new things about this city too. And I'll say it, I'm proud to be a Hoosier!
There is a country song that talks about the green green grass of home and ever since I heard about our topic for this week I've had Elvis in my head singing about the green green grass of home......here's the link if you would like to have listen.
Nolan always wonders how I know these random songs.....ask my mom and dad. Their love of old school country music and my crazy ability to memorize every song lyric I've ever heard makes my head filled with these songs. While all the lyrics of the song don't really ring true with me (you realize that the man is in prison and he is thinking about after his execution and being buried back at home), the phrase The Green Green Grass of Home just stuck in my head.
Don't get me wrong. I love to travel. I love visiting new and exciting places. I love seeing all the sites. If I had endless amounts of money, I think that I would travel all the time. Traveling is different than living some place else. I think that is what makes traveling so great for me. When you travel, everything is new and different. It's not what you are used to every day. It's not the same old house, on the same old street, in the same old city. But at the end of the day, while it's always hard to leave my vacation spot, I always love coming home. I think that if I lived in some "cool" place, it would quickly loose it's splendor.
I've lived in different cities. I lived in Goshen, Indiana for 4 years while in college. While not that exotic, it is certainly different from Indianapolis....I mean, how many people live in an area where there is a horse hitch at the Wal Mart for the Amish buggies (excluding all of you Mennonites that are reading this).
There it is folks, in all it's glory!
This is the old Ford factory that was turned into lofts. This is where we called home.
After his graduation, Nolan would have moved off to California and pursued his game design career. He knew that I would be happier living in Indy, so we moved back here. He gave up his dreams to be with me, I guess that just show how much he loves me. Ladies, I caught a good one! Now, I would have gone with him anywhere he wanted to go. If he said there is no way he could ever be happy living in Indiana for the rest of this life, I would have packed up and followed him to the ends of the earth. I love the man that much. And to be honest, I probably would have enjoyed it, but I would have also desperately missed home. Now that I think back, I wish that we would have moved off somewhere when we were newlyweds. It would have been exciting to live in such a different place, at least for a little while. I probably would have wanted to move back to Indy when we began to think about having children. Hindsight is 20/20, they say, and I think they are correct.
To wrap this up, while I hate too many days with grey skies in the winter, I hate humidity in the summer, I hate that I can't bike from my house to anywhere, I hate that public transportation is terrible here in Indy, I don't want to go anywhere else. This is my home and in the words of Dorothy Gale, "There's no place like home."
That is my take on the topic for this week. Keep checking back here to see what other topics we come up with for Together on Tuesdays.
Now, remember to check out my other blogger friends and see what they think about the grass being greener.
Danielle at My Peaches and Cream
Michelle at After 9 and Some Weekends
Charlotte at The Dog Days of Life
and Sarah at justliving
Horses and buggies at the WalMart?!? Fascinating! I love reading your blog because you write about things that I don't know much about. That makes me want to keep reading!! (And of course, for all of those beautiful photos you take!)
ReplyDeleteThanks Danielle! It was very common to wake up to the clip clop of the horses if you slept with your window open. There were also horses and buggies at McDonald's and just about everywhere in Goshen. Those Amish!!!
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