Its kinda interesting living in the South. I don't drink it, gotta watch my girlish figure, but who has never heard of sweet tea? I mean, our Southern babies are raised on the stuff. I don't know that this is a southern thang or not, but it ain't chili if it ain't got no sghetti in it. You ain't had no molasses? How about dried beans and cornbread? Fried okra? Roastnears? Mushmelon? Poke greens? Hmmmmmm, you gotta start livin people.
Do you ever lollygag? Try any shinanigans? Do you know anybody that ain't no count? Ever give somebody down the road? Gone off half cocked? Ever been a knot on a log?
Two interesting things came across my path today. I love country music. I don't actually listen to it that often. Usually on my trip up home to take Nanny to the doctor or grocery I'll get tired of screaming my lungs out to the soundtrack of Wicked and I'll take to scanning the old radio. Who doesn't love a good ole country song like, "There's somethin women like about a pick up man." Well, nobody can say it like a country singer. I heard a new one for me today. These people are geniuses, or I'm just plain dumb. :) Chris Gagle is the artist and the name of the song is "What Kind of Gone." Sit back, read and enjoy:
I heard the door slam and I couldn't tell was it just the wind or was she mad again - ah hell she's gettin in her car I hollered baby is there something wrong thought I heard her say something sounding like I'm gone but these days gone can mean so many things.
theres gone for good and theres good and gone and theres gone with the long before it i wish she'd been just a little more clear well theres gone for the day and gone for the night and gone for the rest of your dogone life is it whiskey night or just a couple beers i mean what kind of gone are we talkin bout here
well its gettin dark out, she ain't back yet ain't called home, turned off the phone ah man hah this might not be good i would have stopped her, when she went to leave but i didn't 'cause i didn't really think what i'm thinkin now i'm still not sure what gone is all about
is it the kind of gone where she's at her mom's cooling down she'll come around or the kind that says you had your chance and she ain't comin back
theres gone for good and theres good and gone and theres gone with the long before it i wish she'd been just a little more clearwell theres gone for the day and gone for the night and gone for the restof your dogone lifeis it whiskey night or just a couple beersi mean what kind of gone are we talkin bout what kinda gone are we talkin bout what kinda gone are we talkin bout herewhat kinda gone
Another interesting thing I saw today was a marquee for a church of sorts in the area. It isn't your "typical" denomination. The marquee read: "Killer Cats, Knitting & Original Sin." I called my husband and told him I think I'm going to have to check that one out. Strange huh?
And the final interesting thing that happened today. I stopped by Starbucks to pick up a vente cappucino with an extra shot and caramel flavoring. I told the little feller I didn't want a lot of froth, you know the foamy stuff. This is how I order it all the time. When I got to the drive through he asked me was I really sure what I wanted was a cappucino because that is what a cappucino was, half expresso half frothy, foamy milk, maybe what I really wanted was a latte. Now, I know enough to know I don't want a latte, I want it to be so dang full of caffeine it strips my innards. They made me something, I don't know what it is, it was good, but needed more humph. Have you tried the Diet Pepsi Max? Twice the caffeine with a dab of ginseng baby. Oh, yeah. I stay so caffeinated none of it phases me. Not a bit, I'm naturally spastic. Have you seen my Tylenol PM?