Bluegrass, Here I Come! (And We're Not Talking Music)

That's right. Kentucky. The land of horse farms and rolling green hills. The land of fried chicken (haha). This place will be my home for the next two years as I pursue my Master's degree in Social Work. Go figure I'd choose the school that is farthest from home. In fact, when people ask me for life updates after not seeing me for a while their first question is always, "so where are you going next?" And considering my track record this is a very valid substitute for your usual, "hey, how's it goin'?"

Overall I am excited about this next chapter in life. Just like anything good and exciting I have seen God at work in my decision to go to Kentucky. But on the flip-side I know that I will miss home, the trees, the people. Which leaves me at the place where I always seem to find myself before going on a new adventure--expectant and confident that God is at work and yet anxious and curious about what exactly He is planning to do through this crazy, globetrotting life of mine (speaking of yet another adventure, who knew 3 years ago how telling the name of this blog would be...).

To keep things interesting, here are some fun facts about Kentucky:

State Musical Instrument: Appalachian Dulcimer
State Drink: Milk
State Dance: Clogging
State Song: My Old Kentucky Home, featured below for your amusement


Basically, in future updates you should expect to see pictures of me chugging milk while clogging to the sweet sounds (wink, wink) of the Appalachian dulcimer.