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.