Wednesday, November 28, 2012

PART 1 An Introduction.....

Here it is: my first blog post. Ever.
I am sorry my blog isn't, err, thrilling quite yet, but I am new at this and learning.
I'll get to tha dirt on little ole me....

I have been married a little over a month and a half. 

A newly - wed.

I also am adjusting to a vastly different lifestyle and environment than how I have lived for most of my life. I come from suburbia, though to meet me face to face and interact with me, you wouldn't guess suburbia. I don't exactly "blend in" in a stereotypical suburban way, sometimes to the annoyance of my mother.

I grew up with things verbally slung at me like "Why can't you just be like the other girls?" or "Why are you so dramatic?" and my favorite in terms of art making (I am an artist by the way and for the last 8 years, a public school art teacher) "Why can't you paint or draw anything normal?".

Now, this doesn't mean I have a mowhawk, wild piercings or tattoos (though some of our best friends do),am a raging feminist painting giant vulvas, a strict vegan, etc. if those things were to strike you as "not in the norm". I just have my own particular sense of fashion, my own take on art, creativity, music, literature, a wild assortment of friends and particular world views.

So where am I originally from? Brazoria County in Texas along the Gulf Coast. People who haven't been to the Lake Jackson/Clute/ Freeport part of Texas are probably thinking "Wow! You lived near the coast! I bet it is beautiful there?!".

Um, not exactly. 

Our beach has murky normally brown water due to loads of sediment from the nearby Brazos River. The sand is usually a dark, murky brown too and its' not uncommon to step on a dreaded, sticky tarball or beached jellyfish as you try to walk the beach. Mosquitos are the plague of the area and you grew up being hosed down head to toe by Mom before you went outside from March until around November to fight off the flying, stinging masses. They didn't just stick to the beaches, oh no, they were always right outside the door at your house, the park, and in your yard. 

Hurricane evacuations were a huge part of growing up in that area too. It wasn't uncommon to have at least one "hurri-cation" per year and the smart families always had their supplies ready for an evac and for a return with no electricity or running water when you came back. My last two evacuations were for hurricane Rita and hurricane Ike. My family doesn't mess with a hurricane and we always evac when the call comes out. It was no fun to come back after a month of being gone after Ike in 2008 to no electricity for nearly 2 weeks and running water for 1 week. True, my family didn't experience Ike like those is Galveston did nor those struck by Rita and Katrina not much longer ago, but, we have had our fair share of hurricane hard ships too.

Chemical plants, the lifeline of the towns in Brazoria County, are highly visible from the beaches and even though you may have grown up on money provided from one or both of your parents working for one of the plants, it is a bit unsettling to be constantly aware of them.

The town I was born and raised in and spent the last 8 years living and working in has around 30,000 people in it supported mainly through jobs with Dow Chemical Corporation and BASF. Growing up, we didn't just have fire evacuation drills or tornado drills in school, but chemical leak and noxious gas drills. You grew up respecting that Mom or Dad (in our case, Dad, 2 Uncles and both Grandpas) worked at the giant Dow plant or medium - sized BASF facility and that's what put food on the table, a bike under your butt and presents under the tree at Christmas. But still seeing the eerie flames of blue or green shooting up from multiple huge smoke - stack like towers at the plants during a burn different evenings of the month or hearing that there was an accident at the plant and someone got hurt or even worse killed kept you a little wary of where you lived and where your parents worked.

"So what made you leave the land of chemical plants, hurri - cations and public high school art teaching?" you say...

PART 2 Will be posted within the next 24 hours. Thank you for your patience my friends. :)


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