Saturday, February 4, 2012

Halloo


Where I'm from
Where I'm going
Halloo, halloo, halloo!
Currently, I live in Southern California (wooo!) with my husband and two cats. I work at an AMAZING children's and maternity store with a passel of awesome ladies (and Rob the Accountant) and my husband wines and dines the SoCal wealthy at the Zagat-rated best restaurant in the cittay. We live a good life, here - in February, it's been 70 degrees Fahrenheit and we're about to jet off to our H O N E Y M O O N in Thailand (literally - we leave on Tues)!! We've been married for 7 months and together for five years. I was born in Montana and grew up in rural Northern California in a microscopic town where eccentric artists and good 'ol boy ranchers rub elbows. My humble opinion is that it's one of the most amazing places on earth. My husband, however, was born in Oslo, Norway. He moved to CA when he was four, and back to Norway at age 12 with his Mom and two siblings. At 18, he came back to CA to live with his Dad and go to culinary school and meet a wife. No, just kidding, that just happened to happen. So he was a cook and I was a baker and that's why we always get invited to pot-lucks. AND why we are able to consider some of the region's most promising chefs and pastry chefs 'friend'.
Ok, here comes the big plot twist - we live this golden life on the Californian Golden Coast, having beach picnics for Christmas, only owning flip-flops (well, and gladiator sandals), and seeing John Corbett, Jane Lynch, and Katy Perry on the street, but come July 2012, we will be calling Bergen, Norway H O M E. Not kidding. From mid-winter beach volleyball to mid-winter beach ice skating. Glacier skating. We will be trading our two cats in for a polar bear and a reindeer, whom we will train to drink Coca-Cola and fly, respectfully. No, no, I kid, I kid - everybody knows that Polar Bears like rootbeer, better.
I get asked 'why' all the time, but I really thought it would be obvious - the man has lived halfway around the world from his MOTHER for almost a decade!! And so many women will be like "Gurrrrrl, do you know what you HAVE!!? Your mother-in-law is 20 travel hours away - it's a dream come true!" However, my mother-in-law is very cool - I mean, she's European; she gets points right there. She's also very 'live and let live' and as long as I treat her boy right, we ain't gon' have no problems. Besides, when you're a young couple with no children and no career to speak of, you gotta take those adventures as they come, right? I know.
So count to three and come with me to world pure chaos, from Thailand to Norway and beyond.