This year will bring some changes for my family and yours too, I'm sure. Change is the third consistency, if that's possible, along with death and taxes. Is that an oxymoron? While it's hard to want to embrace some changes, others I approach as an adventure. I'm about to undertake a rather interesting adventure, and in the coming months you'll learn more about it and travel along with me if you care to. I'd love to have advice too. So, E-mail me and make a comment if you are so inclined.
Okay, should I let the cat out of the bag or try to string you along a bit more? Oh, heck, I strive for honesty. I'm going to have to think up another name because the Alabama Kitchen Sink will be relocating later on this year. Moving is a big adventure. Moving to a part of the country you are unfamiliar with is an even greater adventure. I'm a go-with-the-flow sort of person and I have to tell you, dear gentle readers, that I look forward to learning more about Pennsylvania and Pennsylvanians.
I'll write more later,but today I'll write about my first impressions. You know the old saying, first impressions matter. It's a beautiful state! The drive up here was a remarkable feast for the eyes with mountains all along the way. Not your Rocky Mountains mountains, but the lovely older beauties. And, so far, the people are wonderfully friendly.
For example, I'll tell you about our encounter with Denny outside a gas/convenience store chain called Sheetz (Bill and I wondered about that name). Our wiper blades were shot, leaving the most annoying and dangerous smear every time they swung across the windshield. We stopped at Wal-Mart, purchased new blades and searched for a gas station with cover since it was pouring. There, outside the Sheetz station, Bill proceeded to replace the blades which were not cooperating. In comes Denny, short-sleeved and in flip-flops no less. "Having trouble?" he asked. He said, "They should just snap on." Well, they weren't, but after consulting the instructions, Denny figured it out and we were on our way after thanking him. So, Denny in Huntingdon, Pennsylvania, I want to publicly thank you again. You were a dear and kind soul to take the time to help two Southerners on a cold and wet evening.