husking corn

who doesn't love sweet corn? i mean honestly. it's delicious and fun to prepare for the pot. one time, i was back in the hometown neckathawoods with my mom and we drove down a low maintenance field road to pick some corn my uncle had grown. we were smart enough to know it was too wet and muddy to make it, but my blind grampa convinced us we could plow ahead and get us some loot! a half mile in, we were stuck hard. instead of sweet gold, my mom and i got carpal tunnel from trying to dig mud out of the wheel wells! ridiculous.

nebraska is a state in the union! have you ever thought of THAT? no. cause honestly, nebraska? i can't say that it was anywhere on the atc screen. not a blip. but these people are friendly, the weather is nice and the airport still has free wifi! crazy.

i took a new job. i up and left my 7 year comfort cube and rolled on out. taking down, packing up, moving on....it is so surreal to look back on. i knew i wanted a change but that's a whole different thing than actually doing it. but i am a good rider. ride the wave while it's high but also while it's taking me somewhere new. just ride til i can't hang on anymore. which might be happening soon at the old abode.

my partner in crime isn't doing well. he's wanted us to connect more but instead of carpooling to my new job, i got put on a project that takes me away 3 nights a week. but pretty much four b/c i don't get home til 9pm on thursdays. i am not sure how to recover. i need to appreciate his feelings. but i also just love my family so they get some time built in. so does he, but he doesn't seem to think so. i am going to write on it some more and ponder the thoughts and we'll see what i can come up with. but first: a milano and a perrier. booya cum laude on the expense report, yo.