The Start of the Beginning

Well, I'm sitting on the floor of my home for the next two years-- a two bedroom apartment complete with substandard appliances. The air condition is running to fend off the 200% humidity on this lovely Bloomington, Indiana evening. The furniture we packaged up more than a week ago should arrive some time in the next week. The movers will most likely pick a delivery time when both Dane and I have a mandatory, super important meeting that will define our graduate careers. That would be incredibly convenient. 

But seriously, Indiana is great. I went to the Farmer's Market this morning and bought zucchini, peppers (red and green), and a mountain of peaches. The highlight our urban vegetable adventure was waiting in the corn line. Yes, a line for corn. It was half a block long. I've never tasted this blessed holy grail of corn before, but those already in line spoke highly of its firm kernel and superior sweetness. Their descriptions were almost erotic.

The afternoon was filled with soft-bellied internet perusing until Dane and I turned to each other and decided it was time for our first outdoor Indiana adventure. We jumped in the car after wading through muggy air (have I mentioned that it's humid here) and drove 14 miles further east where we found Yellowwood State Park. It's a darling forest complete with tent campground, a small lake, and graveyard (spooky) were it appears no one lasted past their 6th birthday (sad). It was positively gorgeous and I can't wait to escape there whenever the thriving metropolis of Bloomington gets to be too much. 

Well, that's it. Greetings from the land of Chick-fil-A, sweet tea, and Hoosiers.