First blog post, and some background information. I met the husband in Savannah, GA, and we moved to Philadelphia in 2006, along with dog and cat. All were disgruntled with the move, mostly cat and me. All we had were two small cars and whatever we could carry in them. I wish I still had the pictures of cat in his hot pink leopard print leash and harness sitting in the grass in front of a sign that said "Welcome to Delaware", looking pissed as usual. Out of frame, there sat me, holding the leash, looking just as angry. I grew up in NJ, so moving to Philly from Georgia seemed like backtracking, when all I wanted to do was see new and exciting places. Seeing how rough this was on me (and less importantly to him, the cat), we made a deal - leave Philly in 3 years, max. How excited I was when this was agreed upon, sitting in our apartment in the northeast that no one would come to because it was too far from the city. And then we moved to West Philly.
For all those that have never lived in Philly, it is a trap. Coming from Savannah, a fairly transient town, we weren't used to what real friends could be like, with the exception of 2 wonderful people. As much as I dislike this city in general, I have met better friends than I have ever had here (as well as better food). As many times as I've wished I could be far, far away from the city itself, I have never wanted to leave these friends. It has been nearly 6 years we've been here, and never once have I mentioned the 3 year rule, because we've stumbled on something great, if accidentally. A "small" city (compared to NYC) with amazing people, great food, and unparalleled music.
So if anyone has bothered to read this boring post with no pictures, thanks. This blog will hopefully be mostly about silly, funny things. It will also touch on the other important things in my life, such as my husband, cat, dog, knitting, and of course, food.
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