The South.       It is a world all its own.   The tea is crazy sweet, cows sell chicken, and "bless your heart" is not necessarily something you want said to you.   I, like many others, am a transplant to this world.  My dialect and word pool is a confused mix of Midwestern, Northern, and Southern.  I say one thing and instantly I get asked by those who don't know me, "So, where are you originally from?"  I still struggle to understand "Southernese".  I often am asking people to repeat themselves for one reason or another when they have a deep southern accent.   However, after 14 years, it's home.  I even have a T-shirt to prove it.   Toward the end of my birthday season, a gift from nature springs forth here in the South... the magnolia trees bloom .  Nothing says "Welcome to the South" quite like sturdy, yet beautiful magnolia trees full of blossoming flowers.  And this year, our magnolia did something wonderfully sweet...it bloomed a c...
My life of FAITH, FAMILY, and FITNESS.