Happy (but cold) in KC

Not so stoked about winter or having my giant windows removed and replaced in the cold weather, but definitely loving living in KC, especially in my cozy little neighborhood.

If only I could make it to the recycling center (or find a non-apartment-dwelling neighbor to let me piggyback), I could double the available sq. footage in my loft.  I still don't get it, we pay our utility bills all the same, why are apartments second-class?

Then again, in a large city where the animal shelter has one non-working mobile number to call, I am amazed that we even have our sub-par city services.

Kansas City

LaRocca Italian Grocery

I have been living in Kansas City for almost all of 2008; it is starting to add up.

I am finally getting used to being home when I hit downtown KC, but I will just never get used to the morning fog on the downtown skyline.

Marvelled at it this morning while I strolled around the City Market, waiting on a fresh pot of Market Blend.  Part of the beauty of it from the City Market and Columbus Park is being so damn low compared to downtown, making the building tops seem to scrape further up into the sky.

I do love this city, with all its faults and all its homicide.  I love the river and the bluffs.  I love the history that aggressively resurfaces every time something is built or torn down.  I love seeing the slow progress amidst a tumbling economy.  While haughty TIF projects worry and condo projects creak to a halt, artists are not deterred, but propelled even more, by the times.  Where there used to be nothing but ghosts, fiery little bits fill in the forgotten spaces amongst sleeping giants.

I am happy that KC is my home.  However, I still have to work on convincing my friends of both of these things.