An Island Story...
Jun. 12, 2009 4:18 pm
Updated: Jan. 11, 2010 8:58 am
Good Day! Many have asked how I grew up in Indiana and found myself in the Caribbean...I ALWAYS hated the weather in Indiana...went to college in Chicago and swore I'd live on an island someday and never ever be cold again. I didn't really think that one could do it without being retired or a millionaire, otherwise I would have been here years earlier! While in Chicago, I finished college (School of the Art Institute of Chicago) and worked as a photo archivist for a national men's magazine. One day, from my 14th floor office over looking Lake Michigan (wrapped in a sweater in August because it was so air-conditioned) I looked at the lake and the sailboats and decided I wanted to be down there rather than up here. Shortly after I decided to move south and found myself in New Orleans. Five years bartending on Bourbon Street quickly passed! A summer came when my best friend and I were both single and looking at the end of our lease...both being Pisces we shared the similar high hopes- big dreams -water fantasy. We decided to move to an island. After lots of research, St. Thomas seemed the logical choice...technically US, so no work issues, etc. A week before the move she meets a guy. THE GUY. She says, I am not moving. So I came by myself- knowing no one, no job, no apartment. I am happy to tell you 7 years later, everything worked out as it should. She married the guy and they now have 2 beautiful girls, and I found my husband here. Would I have met him had I come here with her? Who is to say. We were married almost 5 years ago, and it has truly been blessed.
Anway- today is split pea soup in the crockpot for $6.31!
Have a great day everyone!