My name is Kim Nelson. I'm married to Caleb, who proclaims himself to be the World's Best Boss, or as the person-who-started-the-whole-Hawaiian-shirt-trend, depending on the day. He has a child dog named Bear, an Australian Shepherd who looks like a Bernese Mountain Dog (without all the fur), believes himself to be a Real Live Human, and acts like a leech. Caleb adores him.
I grew up in Bountiful, Utah, The Land of Milk and Honey. I'm the oldest of four girls which means that a) I was Momma #2, and b) my father plays a lot of golf. I have a very large and close (literally) extended family and we all grew up intermingled in each others lives. I can assure you that The Grapevine exists. Oh yes, it's alive and well.
After graduating from high school I spent a few years in college and then took off for Australia to study and work abroad, alone. I worked in downtown Sydney, on George Street, for my mother's cousin who owns a rather famous bridal shop. I took the bus in to town, over the Sydney Harbor Bridge, right past the Opera House, three days a week. I sipped fresh mango smoothies and perused the underground mall during my lunch break. I fell in love with that city, with that job.
A month before I was to come home Caleb informed me that he'd be purchasing a franchise in Oregon. Meaning, you marry me and move, or......Dot, dot, dot. Literally. Oh and also, I'm taking your best friend with me. (Because her husband is his business partner...how's that for luck?)So.....three months after arriving back in The States, Caleb and I were married and driving a Uhaul to the Pacific Northwest.
A year and a half passed. It rained. A lot. No really, a LOT.
One dark and stormy day, no different than any other day in Oregon, Caleb announces he and his business partner are buying another franchise, this time in the Bay Area. So we moved. Again. Because we like to pack our lives up every few months or so. For kicks.
We're really enjoying this area, the sun, the food, the culture, the crowds, the crazies. When not staring at a computer screen I enjoy flipping through girlie magazines and lining up everything in my house, just so. I am a little OCD. I like artichokes, hot baths, and modern furniture. Not all together of course, though Caleb would say that the temperature of my bath water would be very conducive to steaming an artichoke. I dislike beans of any kind, snotty girls, and people talking during the sentimental parts of a movie.
We had our first little munchkin, Wyatt, in November 2008, and we love this whole "parent" thing. I am lucky enough to stay at home with him and believe this is by far the best job I've ever had. Something about being way more rewarding and fun and guess what? He could care less if the paperwork is filed...
That about covers it, right?
