To familiarize myself with Arkansas, I've been trying to obtain as much information about the state, and the city of Little Rock as much as I can. For instance, the state bird is the mockingbird, which happens to be part of the title to one of my favorite books. The state gemstone is a diamond, which is a girl's best friend. And the flower is the apple blossom, and I love granny smiths more than your average bear.
It's called, "The Natural State," because it has many rivers, lakes, mountains... and tornadoes that lay waste to most of the developments. I'll be sure to keep that in mind for a fantastic future entry, "I Experienced a Tornado, and Lived to Blog About It."
Arkansas has a subtropical humid climate, so I'll be sure to have flat hydrated hair....It's part of the infamous, Bible Belt, and lucky for them, I come as a rather empty slate. Because why can't we all just pray heal the amputees? It doesn't work. But this is a topic for a different blogger to delve into. I'm not going there. Back to my Arkansas.
Yes, MY Arkansas. It's for me. Colorado didn't have a career for me. No love, no future here. So we come to the point of today.....Colorado, I'm breaking up with you. It's you, not me. You make me miserable and I have grown to hate you. You've withheld careers, and opportunities from me, left and right. I'll be moving out in three weeks. Good Riddance Colorado.
In any event, tonight, is Secret Secret Hippie Princess on the Hill Night, with my Kaiti. We'll be our own paparazzi. And photos will be rampant. Much like the sweet Southern boys I'll find in Arkansas......(joke.)
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