About Me

It occurred to me that I probably shouldn't assume everyone who's reading this knows me in real life, and so I might want to say a few things by way of introduction...

1. I live in Beaufort, South Carolina, on the set of Forrest Gump

Well, on part of the set. The movie was shot in various locations in the south, but South Carolina accounts for the majority of it. Some very memorable scenes were filmed right in my neighborhood, including the one in which Forrest runs across a bridge over the Mississippi River. This bridge actually crosses the Beaufort River just a few blocks from my house. It's a swing bridge, and it opens several times a day to let boats pass through. Parts of the Vietnam scene were filmed at Hunting Island State Beach (we had our engagement photos taken there), and the scene where Forrest names his boat Jenny happened on the dock at Gay Fish Company, which is owned by my husband's family.

I've also lived in southern California near Los Angeles, Amish country in Lancaster, Pennsylvania, and Connecticut, where I was born and raised.

2. I'm a Beaver.
If you're picturing me using my buck teeth to gnaw on wood, stop it! "Beaver" is my result from the "Lion Otter Beaver Golden Retriever" temperament test, which, as far as I can tell, is a ripoff of the Four Humors test (Choleric, Sanguine, Melancholic, Phlegmatic). Beavers, or Melancholics, are thought to be creative, analytical, detail-oriented, and moody, among other things. Supposedly, they're also perfectionists. No one who has ever seen my desk/work area has ever accused me of that, though. Wonder why?

3. At the moment, all my close friendships are long distance.
Seriously, the rural South is a terrible place to meet new people. It's even more terrible when you're a twenty-something who is either (A) single or (B) married without kids. (I'm in Group B.) To be fair, there isn't much in the Beaufort area that's attractive to this particular demographic. The primary industries are tourism and the military -- slim pickings for the upwardly mobile. (Retirement communities are a huge thing here, as well, but I'm not sure those count as an "industry" per se. Nevertheless, it's a big part of what makes Beaufort the kind of place it is.) And, as I said, it's harder if you don't have small children. If you do, you only have to look around for someone else who also has small children and, voila, instant connection. Those outside of this circle have to find their common bond based on something else. In a non career-oriented, mostly geriatric community that rolls up the sidewalks by 9 P.M., this feels like an exercise in futility if ever there was one.

I'm blessed to have good friends, though, even if they are scattered abroad in Connecticut, Canada, and even China. Thank God for Skype!

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