While I didn't really get a chance to explore Kari's Kommunity while visiting in January, I did start to glimpse a few things that made me smile ... and that's no bull.
Despite the glaringly obvious sign that I was in Chicago Bulls country, I did feel welcomed to the neighborhood.
There were one or two things that did make me wonder though. Like, how much DOES it snow, if the town has to rig the Christmas tree that far up a light-pole?
What EXACTLY is happening at the lake that needs to stay at the lake? (Which lake?)
How many local residents have sniggered when Wile E. Coyote tries to head into the gazebo area at Smitty's?
What do I do for clothing if I'm not looking for jeans and a cute top? Where do I shop?
Given the recent "inclement" weather in New York, I've decided I need to start saving money to convert a concrete silo into a bunker. What? Why so specific on my type of real estate? Because although I dream of a beach adjacent cottage, recent events have shown me that one of these, in the heartland, is MUCH more of a solid investment.
And, well, then there was this guy who made me miss my New England roots - don't tread on my antique furniture and all that.
Maybe I won't move to Illinois after all.
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