No one's life is sane. It is learning how to live with the insanity that is the trick. Sure, down South, we all have our skeletons in the closet. The difference is - we open the doors and let them dance on the front porch. After all, who doesn't have a mother who thinks she knows it all, a father who knows best, at least one irritating sibling, and that weird uncle no one wants to sit by at supper. I'm not sure what "Normal" is, but whatever it is, I know I live a bit south of it.
My Life A Bit South of Normal
Thursday, June 20, 2013
Well, I Swanee
"Bless her heart." Down here, that may sound endearing, but trust me it is not. Basically, someone is saying, "She just can't help it," but politely. "Well, I never." Chances are we have, we just never did it in public and would never want anyone to know about it. "Can you believe that?" You would think the answer would always be "No." However, the reply usually starts with, "Well, I heard . . ."
Yes that is something I would hear from one of my friends and not think anything of it. The funny thing is, I don't find it humorous until I see it on screen or in a video. Then I realize that no one needs to "over play" the part. There are more girls like that 'round here than you shake a stick at.
A friend of mine sent me the following video and I swanee - it is my world and welcome to it. I probably know everyone in it. Well, not the actual folks in the video, but women just like them. Don't get me wrong, I can laugh at it, like everyone else. And it is going to be a long time before this changes.
In full disclosure, there are a few things included in here I cannot relate to: I never got involved in the love/hate relationship with Clemson, I despise white zinfandel, I can use chop sticks and would never disparage the Japanese culture or its people, and I never have considered selling Amway, Mary Kay or Tupperware.