I am glad you have joined me for a read.  This is blog post Number One.  I could explain my hopes and dreams for this blog, but let’s skip that and get down to it.  My pencils are sharpened and ready to go, so if your glasses are polished and coffee mug full and steaming, let’s begin this journey together.

     I have a tendency to walk up stream, to go against the grain and do things my own way.  Sometimes this makes me unique, interesting, amazeballs cool.  Sometimes, it makes me weird.  I’ll own it.  Weird.  I prefer to live my life against the grain, making my own way, not only thinking but doing outside of the box.  These are nice ways to describe the reaction I sometimes get from other people: the “is this girl for real?” face. 

     For example, I go upstream in embracing new cultures.  Easily done you say?  Not so different?  Yes, I agree, most of us travel bugs have made the trip to England and embraced eating fish n’ chips in the pub with a pint of dark ale while butchering the English accent.  I understand the Asian trips you have prepared for by painstakingly and humorously-yes, your friends laughed while watching you attempt time and time again- learning to use chopsticks.   How am I different?  I embrace new cultures in my own culture.

     Here is the big reveal:  I have embraced living at home with my parents, a common practice in South Korea where I spent 5 years.  It is not uncommon for thirty-plus unmarried children to remain living with good ol’ mom and dad.   I am now doing this in Oklahoma, trying to rise above the stereotypical no-job thirty something basement dwellers.  I have a job.  I have goals.  I am also trying to get my feet under me after being an expat for 6 years.  I have nothing in the States-no car, no apartment, no furniture, etc.  I am beginning from nothing, and my lovely parents have allowed me to stay at home with the rule that I can live here as long as I am working towards something.  I don’t know what that something is, but I work every day towards it. 

     Until the day comes when we load my meager belongings into the back of a truck and drive across town or across country to an adorably cute and serene apartment, I am standing up and embracing living at home.  I will ignore the “seriously?” reactions.  I will be quiet after 10 pm.  It will only make the ability to watch loud movies, bake, cook, bang pans together late at night when I get my own apartment that much sweeter. 

     Only, I will have to factor in that I will probably have to be quiet after 10 pm in my future apartment.  For my future roommate, who will probably have to be at work early in the mornings. 

     I have listed this blog as a “life commentary.”  It will contain a hodgepodge of different things including my experiences living at home, recollections of traveling and living abroad, book reviews, movie reviews, FOOD, firsts, and maybe a short story or two.  There will be stories of how I live my life walking up stream, which to me is just different enough to prove interesting to other people to read about.  Join me, won’t you?