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Driving home tonight I realized there are a lot of things I have now that I did not have 6 months ago, pre-country life.

Sidenote: I feel the need to clarify something. I call where I live the “country,” and am VERY aware that there are many places in this country and world that are more “country” than this. The fact is this is as “country” as I have ever lived, thus Kingston is definitely the “country” compared to the Upper East Side.

Back to the country perks:

1. GPS – I have this magic device that tells you where to go… turn by turn. I fondly refer to her as Lady GPS. I could not navigate the roads in these parts with out her.

2. MAC Fitness – I never ever ever, did I mention ever, thought that I would call a physical fitness establishment a perk. It’s an ordinary gym with people, equipment and sweat. But, the fact that I can go there when I want and it’s unbelievably reasonable priced. Don’t get me wrong, I hate the gym still (more to be said on that later), but the time and energy to go is such a perk!

3. The River – Every morning I get to say hello to the Hudson River and every night I say goodnight to the river. She is currently snow-covered, but still moving and vibrant. This water baby needs her H2O and the river nicely stands in for my beloved the ocean.

4. The Older “Brother” – I arrived at his house over 25 years ago because my mom was going to work for their family business. I was there when he got off the bus, watched him do his homework and have fond memories of being there for milestones along the way. We moved away when I was 3 years old, only keeping in touch a few times a year. Time has passed, we both have changed and yet, there is a common thread and comfort level that is much appreciated. Time will only tell how working and socializing together will pan out, but as of now this is one of the best perks this whole country thing has to offer.

I believe this list will grow and change as I do here. There was a time where I couldn’t think of anything for this list and now it’s an ever-moving document, to be continued…


I’m sure by this point it is a complete and utter shocker that I ❤ NYC. Being in these northern parts of the state keeps me always wanting more.

It’s the hustle, bustle, drinkin’, movin’, shakin’, singin’, dancin’ and seein’ that really gets me. And the fact that you can do any of that or none of it and still be apart of something magical. I also know that there are some anti-city people (I know, I don’t understand either), so for those people I have an amazing suggestion for you. Send an email, tweet or carrier pigeon to one of the great  tour guides / cocktail enthusiasts / hostess-with-the-mostesses / fashionistas of our time, the lovely KRey.

KRey just started a fun site that offers free, personalized answers to questions about NYC. Be sure to visit before your next jaunt to the city and for all you city dwellers, I bet she can make sense of the latest trends, triumphs and treks that you have heard so much about.

That was the photo caption.

And there in plain sight, above the caption was a picture of a nice looking group at a nice looking party at a nice looking midtown west dive bar.

But wait, who is that girl?!?

It was me. I was in the picture above the caption. Baffled, I thought, How did THAT happen?

It was my first third party reference in print to me not living in the city. In the milliseconds after reading IT I thought the caption was wrong . Then that I read it wrong. And then that the poster was just plain bat shit crazy. I took a deep breath, closed my eyes and opened them again. I read it again. It didn’t change. I was being referenced as a member of another crew, one that did not live in the city but one that was from the country. In plain sight. For all to see.

Going back to moments before this third party reference in print to me not living in the city, I was thinking that I had been doing a lot of back and forth lately. Celebrating holidays and birthdays was putting miles of my car, my heart and my stamina, but I was keeping up with it. The idea of not being at these events never crossed my mind. I would be in both places, the city and the country. I would go to yoga, the gym, work and play and then grace the city with my presence for all other important functions. I wasn’t apart of another crew or group. I was doing it all – both places.

And then my first third party reference in print to me not living in the city – The Kingston Crew – happened. I live in Kingston. In the country. And all of my social networking people knew before I  realized it myself.

Sometimes is only takes a few bars of a song to make the world seem a little smaller, things a little more manageable and a smile to appear on your face. This is one of many songs that do that for me.

This song also means a lot to other people I know. The friend who played in on repeat because it made her feel closer to the ones she loves. The uncle who secretly loves the song as much as the rest of his family. The aunt who introduced me to the Spearhead movement. The mother who likes the up tempo tunes versus the harder rap / reggae selections.

And to think Michael Franti was in my life pre / post country. Music tastes don’t always have to change just because you are changing everything else.

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