So what made you move to England (with a look of horror on their face--because people can't believe anyone would choose to live here over NY)
Oh, that one never goes away.
Try being a renter, and every time you tell someone you're moving, they ask, 'Are you going back home?'
Well, gees, last I checked this
is my home. My kids are here, my car is here, my husband's job is here, the school is here, oh, and my huband's from here, my kids are from here, my cat's from here . . .
Then they invariably launch into a diatribe about how crazy you are to be living here, their having never lived there themselves in their lives, and how they'd be off like a shot, etc., etc. whilst you smile meekly and dart your eyes about.
Worse are the 'Are you moving back to Hoo-ston?'
It's HEW-ston, buddy, and didn't I already tell you about 10 times that I haven't lived there since 1989? That's 20 years ago and I'm 38, so if you do the maths, you'll soon realise I've lived away longer than I was there. Doesn't that tell you something?!