|Great Expectations in Ohio|
|Written by OHmommy|
|Thursday, 04 June 2009 18:00|
Exactly nine years ago to date, my husband and I pulled our rented moving van out of my parent's driveway in Chicago and glided onto the turnpike headed for Ohio. Young, married and without children I watched the skyline of my beloved city through tears.
I routinely joke around with my husband, "I should have asked you on our first date where you planned on living. Seeing a movie was a stupid idea for a date since we couldn't talk and by the second date I had already fallen in love with you."
We saw "Great Expectations."
Never in my wildest dreams did I expect to be a stay-at-home-mom of three in Ohio, married to a dentist. Ohio, people! A dentist, people!! THREE children, people!!! How much more unglamorous can I paint myself as?
Let me try....
Ohio with a mischievous
Three pure Ohioans
O HI O!!!
For years I have complained about living in Ohio. It took my three children to convince me that spending two hours in an open field close enough to smell the Amish laundry hang drying and far away from beautiful oceans and picturesque mountains and posh cities
It's not so bad after all. Kids, they really are the keepers of truth.
Read about our recent date night in Cleveland here. And giving away tickets to the Rock & Roll Museum here. I just RSVP to the local BlogHer meet-up, here is some more info. Made it *this* far? Then please vote daily for your most favorite Cleveland mommy blogger here. Ahem, as you were.