When we moved to Tennessee I was excited to be back in "The South". There really is a big difference in the lifestyle on the West Coast and I really feel more at home here than I did in Vegas. Not that I didn't have a wonderful group of friends and a great church famliy there.
But, back to what I was saying. About the South. There are several things that let you know you are in "The South". Such as Sweet Tea. If you order iced tea in a restaurant here, you have to tell them if you want it unsweetened (and that's how I drink it) or you will get a beverage made of about 3/4 cups of tea and 1 cup of sugar! Also, people here know what grits are, God bless them. I just love grits. Another thing I notice here, and love, is that people put wreaths on their doors. And not just at Christmas time. There are wreaths for all seasons in Tennessee and I think it is just charming. And sweet. And, well, precious.
But the other day, I recieved in the mailbox what I am considering the ultimate proof, the undeniable evidence, the official certification that I am dwelling in The South. I pulled out an invitation to suscribe to THIS MAGAZINE:
GARDEN & GUN
Really? There is such a publication, people. I am still contemplating my subscription. It'd be a fun conversation starter to have on the coffee table, no?
GARDEN & GUNReally? There is such a publication, people. I am still contemplating my subscription. It'd be a fun conversation starter to have on the coffee table, no?
7 comments:
Psha! That would so ROCK to have on the coffee table! I'd like just one copy for when my writer's group visits! How'd you get that in the mail?
Man does not live by veggies alone - you have to get ya some meat to go with that!
What a funny name for a magazine.
I love grits too! My mom always made them for me...that is if you are talking about the grits that you eat for breakfast! Mmmmmm
I had to be escorted out of Wal Mart here when I bought one of my boys a BB gun! You could carry out just a gun, or just the ammunition, but not both!! Yeah, this is not NRA country. Even the fact that I bought them at Wal MArt carries quite a stigma! Gotta love the south! :)
That reminds me of the silly game our mothers used to play at slumber parties in the 1950's, where you end every sentence with "between two sheets". How funny it would be to add "with a gun" to the end of every story title on the front of the magazine. . . and it fits! Yep. You're in the south, missy!
Buster and I were just talking yesterday about the difference between S IN and Vegas. Some people call us south, but I'm not sure about that. :) We love it, but we miss the diversity of people, and of course our family and friends in NV. And I too, usually have a wreath on the door (and drink sweet tea - I make mine with sweet and low now). :)
that is hilarious! wow garden & gun - maybe "cooking & hot rods" is next :)
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