My name is Michelle, and I grew up in a small Texas town.
Small towns have much to recommend them, despite the lack of big city excitement. There's a comforting rhythm to life that you don't find elsewhere. Summers are for waitressing at a restaurant on the square, dropping by the snow-cone stand, skinny-dipping at the lake, sneaking a beer, lying in the cool grass on a sweltering evening and church on Sundays. Autumn is for football, volleyball, postgame dances in the local church basement, building floats for the homecoming parade and chasing friends up and down the strip. Winter blends into Spring, with school exams, a mish-mash of awe-inspring thunderstorms and tornado warnings, baseball, basketball, prom and yearbook parties.
That's not to say everything in a small community is all rosy, all the time, of course. Not by a long shot. However, there is an underlying sense that the net won't drop out from underneath you. I miss that.
My boyfriend, Jeff, and I lived in the same small town, sharing an affection for the music of our childhood and a penchant for getting into trouble. Our families attended the same church and spent the occasional holiday together, and before we quite knew what was happening, one humid summer night after a dip in the lake, Jeff and I started dating. The rest (as they say) is history! And blog material.
Jeff and I have now been dating for 16 years. (I understand if you just gulped, as I can hardly believe it myself.) We are not a traditional couple, I know, but much like small towns, we have our own rhythm.
Other tidbits about me:
I'm an attorney. I've run my own law firm for going on 7 years, but I am closing it to embark on a new career.
I'm an avid knitter - an "I carry a half-knit pair of socks in my purse with me at all times" avid knitter. Currently, I have nine projects in progress, each vying for my attention.
I love, love, love British mysteries in both written and televised formats.
I buy far too many sandals and flip-flops in proportion to other types of shoes. Particularly for someone who now lives in Colorado.
When I get excited, I talk very loudly. Embarrassingly so. I have a secret fear that I'm slowly becoming the Will Ferrell Voice Immodulation character from SNL.
I tend to unwittingly mimic expressions or movements of actors on t.v. or film as I'm watching. Recently, while watching Jaws on t.v. with Jeff one evening, I sat on the couch paddling my feet whenever the shark went near the swimmers. Needless to say, Jeff was highly amused.
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