It’s amazing that just a couple state lines and the Mason-Dixon line changes people. It’s not a big change, but it’s different.
Here’s a few things I’ve been noticing.
- I became everybody’s honey – bless your heart.
- There are Sonics everywhere and Taco Bells on every corner. Went to my first Sonic today. One waiter there was on roller blades, and he was a bit scary – bless his heart. Thankfully our waitress just walked our food out.
- They say “arrow” like it’s only one syllable and “Hi” as if it’s two.
- Everybody talks to everybody. The first restaurant we went into on this trip a man struck up a 20 minute conversation. He had graduated high school 15 minutes from where we live. He would have talked longer, but we wanted to keep moving. The second restaurant we went to 3 total strangers talked to us. This does not include the restaurant employees. Nice people all. They thought our kids are adorable [which they totally are]. This just doesn’t happen in yankee land. We eat and leave. We might nod or smile at each other. Maybe that’s why there seems to be more Southern Bloggers.
Speaking of bloggers I met an awful lot of them and it was so-o fun! I want to post all about it, and will try to mix them up with other posts so you don’t get tired of hearing about my first conference experience.
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Hee hee hee. This made me giggle
I bet I honey’d you at least once this weekend. It is such a Southern ‘thang’ and a part of life. I don’t even think about it.
I can’t wait to hear the rest of your thoughts on BlissDom!!
Did you just casually say, “Went to my first Sonic today”? Oh, honey, bless your heart…
Sonic is definitely a staple in the south. I remember, back when I used to be a Northerner, that anytime we’d venture south, we’d stop at the first Sonic & get a cherry limeade. It’s just what you do.
Besides, everyone in the south knows that Sonic has the best ice on the planet. It’s true. Ask any southerner.
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Wow, I can totally relate to this post! Well, except the part that you went to your first Sonic – can’t say I’ve done that yet:D. People in the North tend to go out of their way not to talk to you, so it is a strange thing to go South (or to the Mid-West) and have people talking up a storm. But I always enjoy it ~ once I got over the shock someone is talking to me;).
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LOL Loved reading this post. When I moved to W.Va., I got sick of being called ‘honey’ by total strangers! Now, almost 5 years later, it doesn’t even phase me. I don’t *think* I call people ‘honey.’ I totally relate to the people, sometimes strangers, stopping to talk too. I’ve had to “rescue” my husband and/or my father-in-law on more than one occasion from people that just stop to chat. If they’re driving by your house and see you outside, they stop and *might* leave after an hour or so. LOL Oh, and if a cashier just says hi and your total is $x.xx, now we think she’s had a bad day. It’s weird how the culture is soooo different than Pennsylvania.
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