Southern Voice

Tim McGraw has a wonderful song out called "Southern Voice" that I just love. And you'll notice from my list of favorite songs, Dixie don't do country.

But I do Southern. Proudly. Innocently. Easily. Joyfully!!

'Course, that's all I know. I've lived in the South all my life. I don't know any other life but this - any other way but our way. And I love it. Love it, I tell you. I love the slower pace of life here. We get tore up if we catch all the red lights down the main highway. Or if you don't turn your blinker on for the right turn. I love how we all know each other or 'know of' each other. I may not know you, but I know somebody who does. Or who is related to you. Or who was married to you once. Or twice. And I love our accent. I love those flat 'vowls' that make all the difference in the way we sound and the way Yankees sound. (And for the record, Yankees are anybody that don't talk like us! Geography doesn't matter.)

So what Tim says in his song "Southern Voice" - that's us, that's our life.
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Country activitites

Last nite the granddaughter (here fore out known as 'Tidbit') and I went to dinner while PawPaw was gone to the car sale. We went to Wendy's (loaded chili potato - yum) and afterwards decided to scope out the new Walgreens. My gosh, we've waited so long! What a treat! As we circled the block, Tidbit (who's a military brat) exclaims (please read the following in a soft Yankee low-talking lisp), "You know what I like about living in the 'country'? There are so many activities!" Now we have treated this delightful Yankee to church, WalMart, a lot of eating out and now the new Walgreens. Ahh, country living. It's the life!