Please forgive my cat-heavy content lately. I swear I’m not a crazy cat lady; I just get a real kick out of these fur-balls. That and I’ve been cramming in a lot of work and packing in the past week and there’s only so much to report on that front.
I have so many pictures of my cats now as they are the only subjects that tolerate me trying to learn how to take portraits with my new camera. I figured I might as well share these pictures and stories instead of the seemingly endless piles of things in my life at the moment (because even thinking about them gives me heart palpitations).
While the last few days have been fairly uneventful, I did have an interesting exchange this weekend as I was buying a bottle of wine to take to my friend’s housewarming party.
I walked up to the register and the cashier asked me how I was doing with a big ol’ Southern drawl.
Looking for something to confirm that I was indeed still in Massachusetts, I replied that I was doing just fine and asked how she was doing. She was just dandy.
She kind of looked at me knowingly and I thought maybe she was trying to figure out if I was old enough to be purchasing the wine (which I am, thank you very much) but she was actually sensing some Southern vibes.
She complimented my ring as I showed her my ID. I said thank you. She said she’s been trying to get her boyfriend to buy her one like it because she just loves the design. I told her it was definitely a good purchase and I wear it every day.
She then paused and said, “Where are youuu fruum?”
I said, “Well, here I guess. I grew up in the Northeast.”
I could tell by her face that she wasn’t satisfied with that answer. So I said, “But, my family is from southern Kentucky and I’m actually moving to Nashville next week.”
She beamed, “I knew I heard a Southern acce-yunt in they-yere!” (which is funny because I don’t really have a Southern accent….yet. I do, however, have many family members with Southern accents so I can speak Southern fluently and often catch a drawl when I’m around them.)
I asked her where she was from (obviously not the Northeast). She said proudly, “I’m fruum TEHHH-xas.”
At this point we were friends.
She then wished me luck in my move, I told her I hoped she got the ring from her boyfriend soon and we both smiled as I walked out of the store.
Thank goodness there was no one behind me in line or he/she would have been very confused by our sudden kinship.
I think it was a sign that I am making the right move.
Y’all come back now, ya hear?