You know you're from South Louisiana if...
You can properly pronounce Lafayette, Bossier, Natchitoches, Opelousas, Shongaloo, Pontchartrain, Ouachita, and you know that New Orleans doesn't have a long "e" sound anywhere in it
You think people who complain about the heat in their states are sissies.
A tornado-warning siren is your signal to go out in the yard and look for a funnel.
You know that the true value of a parking space is not determined by the distance to door but by the availability of shade.
You cringe every time you hear an actor with a Southern or Cajun accent in a "New Orleans-based" movie or TV show.
You measure distance in minutes.
You listen to the weather forecast before picking out an outfit.
Someone you know has used a football schedule to plan their wedding date.
You aren't surprised to find movie rental, ammunition, beer, and bait all in the same store
A Mercedes Benz isn't a status symbol. A Chevy Silverado Extended Bed Crew Cab Truck is
You know everything goes better with Tony's or Tabasco.
You actually get these jokes
You are 100% Louisianan if you have ever had this conversation:
"You wanna coke?"
"Yeah."
"What kind?"
"Dr Pepper."
you have ever had to switch from heat to AC in the same day.
you use "fix" as a verb. Example: "I am fixing to go to the store."
All the festivals across the state are named after a fruit, vegetable, insect, or mammal.
You know only four spices: salt, pepper, Tabasco, and Tony's
The local newspaper covers national and international news on one page, but requires six pages for local gossip and sports.
You know all four seasons: Almost summer, summer, still summer, and Christmas.
You know whether another Louisianian is from New Orleans, North Louisiana, or South Louisiana as soon as they open their mouth.
You describe the first cool snap (below 70 degrees) as good gumbo weather.
Fried catfish is the other white meat
You reinforce your attic to store Mardi Gras beads.
Your sunglasses fog up when you step outside.
Your ancestors are buried above the ground.
You take a bite of five-alarm chili and reach for the Tabasco.
You sit down to eat boiled crawfish and your host says, "Don't eat the dead ones," and you know what he means.
You don't learn until high school that Mardi Gras is not a national holiday.
You push little old ladies out of the way to catch Mardi Gras beads.
Little old ladies push YOU out of the way to catch Mardi Gras beads.
You leave a parade with footprints on your hands.
You believe that purple, green, and gold look good together.
Your last name isn't pronounced the way it's spelled.
You know what a nutria is but you still pick it to represent your baseball team.
No matter where else you go in the world, you are always disappointed in the food.
Your town is low on the education chart, high on the obesity chart and you don't care because you're No. 1 on the party chart.
You know that Tchoupitoulas is a street and not a disease.
Your grandparents are called "Maw-Maw" and "Paw-Paw."
Your Santa Claus rides an alligator and your favorite Saint is a football player.
You have to reset your clocks after every thunderstorm.
When it starts to rain, you cover your beer instead of your head.
You eat dinner out and spend the entire meal talking about all the other good places you've eaten.
you know what is meant by 'K&B purple
You know what it means for food to come 'dressed'...
you 'ax' for things...
when you ask people where they went to school, they answer with their high school
You save newspapers, not for recycling but for tablecloths at crawfishboils
Drive-thru daquiris -- it's not drinking and driving until you put the straw in.
You stand on the neutral ground at parades and have no idea what a 'median' is.
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
The "umm.. well..." you get when you ask a military brat where they're from.
What do Shaquille O'Neal, Jim Morrison, Christina Aguilera and at least three of your friends have in common?
They're all military brats.
How do you tell the difference between a brat and a civilian? Ask them one simple question, "Where are you from?"
The nonbrats typically will give you a straightforward answer, "I'm from Goose Creek." The standard brat reply: "Do you mean where was I born or where am I from most recently?"
* You're always the new kid at your school, with the funny accent that sounds a little like Alabama, maybe mixed with some California surfer style.
* When you spot another brat, you spend the first couple of days comparing notes, "Were you guys at Fort Benning? How about Fort Hood?" You left behind 19 best friends and counting.
* You told your date that your curfew was 2200 hours. You realized it wasn't going anywhere when he started counting on his fingers.
* What's worse than a 24-hour military clock is the acronym-speak. I got a new MOS (military occupational specialty) that's TDY (temporary duty), just hoping there's no need for an EOD (Explosive Ordnance Disposal) unit.
* It's not America or the U.S. or the United States of America. It's "The States," the place you really hope to see again if your dad gets stationed overseas.
* You learn to live out of boxes because when the military moves you, you'll get to your new destination well before any of your belongings. At least one item will be broken beyond repair. Smashing. (You picked that up in Britain).
* The PX (post exchange) or BX (base exchange) isn't the same thing as Target. Not even close.
* A word to the wise: Any kind of application that asks for everywhere you've lived or all the schools you've attended will require an extra page. Write small.
Our brat leaves us with some closing thoughts: "You don't have a hometown and there's no one place you grew up, but you've made friends with kids of every race and religion and learned firsthand about different cultures. You share a kinship with military brats everywhere."
They're all military brats.
How do you tell the difference between a brat and a civilian? Ask them one simple question, "Where are you from?"
The nonbrats typically will give you a straightforward answer, "I'm from Goose Creek." The standard brat reply: "Do you mean where was I born or where am I from most recently?"
* You're always the new kid at your school, with the funny accent that sounds a little like Alabama, maybe mixed with some California surfer style.
* When you spot another brat, you spend the first couple of days comparing notes, "Were you guys at Fort Benning? How about Fort Hood?" You left behind 19 best friends and counting.
* You told your date that your curfew was 2200 hours. You realized it wasn't going anywhere when he started counting on his fingers.
* What's worse than a 24-hour military clock is the acronym-speak. I got a new MOS (military occupational specialty) that's TDY (temporary duty), just hoping there's no need for an EOD (Explosive Ordnance Disposal) unit.
* It's not America or the U.S. or the United States of America. It's "The States," the place you really hope to see again if your dad gets stationed overseas.
* You learn to live out of boxes because when the military moves you, you'll get to your new destination well before any of your belongings. At least one item will be broken beyond repair. Smashing. (You picked that up in Britain).
* The PX (post exchange) or BX (base exchange) isn't the same thing as Target. Not even close.
* A word to the wise: Any kind of application that asks for everywhere you've lived or all the schools you've attended will require an extra page. Write small.
Our brat leaves us with some closing thoughts: "You don't have a hometown and there's no one place you grew up, but you've made friends with kids of every race and religion and learned firsthand about different cultures. You share a kinship with military brats everywhere."
I am a Military Brat
I am a Military Brat
My hometown is nowhere, my friends are everywhere.I grew up with the knowledge that home is where the heart is and the family...
Mobility is my way of life.Some would wonder about roots, yet they are as deep and strong as the mighty oak. I sink them quickly, absorbing all an area offer sand hopefully, giving enrichment in return.
Travel has taught me to be open.Shaking hands with the universe, I find brotherhood in all men.Farewells are never easy.Yet, even in sorrow comes strength and ability to face tomorrow with anticipation...if when we leave one place,I feel that half my world is left behind. I also know thatthe other half is waiting to be met.
Friendships are formed in hours and kept for decades.I will never grow up with someone, but I will mature with many.Be it inevitable that paths part, there is constant hopethat they will meet again.
Love of country, respect and pride fill my being when Old Glory passes in review.When I stand to honor that flag, so also do I stand in honor of all soldiers, and most especially, to the parents whose life created mine Because of this, I have shared in the rich heritage of Military life.
-Author Unknown
My hometown is nowhere, my friends are everywhere.I grew up with the knowledge that home is where the heart is and the family...
Mobility is my way of life.Some would wonder about roots, yet they are as deep and strong as the mighty oak. I sink them quickly, absorbing all an area offer sand hopefully, giving enrichment in return.
Travel has taught me to be open.Shaking hands with the universe, I find brotherhood in all men.Farewells are never easy.Yet, even in sorrow comes strength and ability to face tomorrow with anticipation...if when we leave one place,I feel that half my world is left behind. I also know thatthe other half is waiting to be met.
Friendships are formed in hours and kept for decades.I will never grow up with someone, but I will mature with many.Be it inevitable that paths part, there is constant hopethat they will meet again.
Love of country, respect and pride fill my being when Old Glory passes in review.When I stand to honor that flag, so also do I stand in honor of all soldiers, and most especially, to the parents whose life created mine Because of this, I have shared in the rich heritage of Military life.
-Author Unknown
Sunday, September 12, 2010
Real Talk #1
Wow, so God really sent it to me! I've been praying for a Bible verse to guide me and here they are:
- 1 Peter 2:12
"Live such good lives among the pagans that, though they accuse you of doing wrong, they may see your good deeds and glorify God on the day he visits us." NIV
-Proverbs 27:17
"Iron sharpens Iron, Like one person sharpens another."
- Matthew 6:8
"Do not be like them, for your Father knows what you need before you ask him."
I really feel God has set these verses on my heart for a reason, and I'm excited to Discover why (:
- 1 Peter 2:12
"Live such good lives among the pagans that, though they accuse you of doing wrong, they may see your good deeds and glorify God on the day he visits us." NIV
-Proverbs 27:17
"Iron sharpens Iron, Like one person sharpens another."
- Matthew 6:8
"Do not be like them, for your Father knows what you need before you ask him."
I really feel God has set these verses on my heart for a reason, and I'm excited to Discover why (:
Saturday, September 4, 2010
Moving...or Traveling?
"I miss that town I miss their faces You can't erase You can't replace it I miss it now I can't believe it So hard to stay Too hard to leave it"
Moving around has been hard, but I wouldn't change that for a million dollars!
I don't see moving as a chore, or punishment but as a experience. I lived from coast to coast and over the pond. I have seen, heard, and learn things the average American teen cannot say they have. I am a girl with dreams that are probably bigger then your average small town girl. I am not from anywhere, but just about everywhere. I have seen the tower leaning and the blues of the sea. I have seen the migration and felt the sand. I've soaked up the sun and ate the oranges. I felt the dirt and seen the deer. I have felt the boredom and froze from the cold. Most of all I have lived.
Each move has had its difficulties. Each move have had its differences. I've heard the many languages. I have heard the whistle of the wind from east to west. I have with my own ears heard the cry of friends when I moved. I have heard the hustle and bustle of markets, and the squirrels in the trees. I have heard the words of each new place. I have heard the word of God from to many mouths to count. I hear so many goodbyes and hellos. I hear "I love you" then "Who are you?" I've heard a lot in my past 16 years..
Every move I've made it has opened up my eyes to a new culture, new place, new people, and most of all a new me. I learned the way of many, but never really learned their place. I've learned languages, and grammar; Italian with a twang. I learned the meaning of a real goodbye when I was two and had it ingrained ever since. I learned that family isn't just blood, but the people who support, love, and care for you. I learned that you have two families when your a military brat, the family that your born into and the Family that even after five moves....are there for you. I learned a lot from everyplace I lived, but the one thing I learned is that that the people you still talk to since you were two are the only people who will be there in the end...
I love to travel and as you can see it is a necessities for my life. I've lived in Florida, Cali, Bama, Italy, and Ohio. I am glad I moved everywhere I did. I've learned so much that makes me who I am today. I hope to join the military like my dad did so I can travel the world with my kids like my parents. I have been to 17 states and four countries. I cant wait for my next move to see where it takes me in life (:
Friday, September 3, 2010
Beautiful Disaster♥
She loves her mama's lemonade,
Hates the sound that goodbyes make.
She prays one day she'll find someone to need her.
She swears that there's no difference,
Between the lies and compliments.
It's all the same if everybody leaves her.
And every magazine tells her she's not good enough,
The pictures that she's seen make her cry.
And she would change everything, everything just ask her.
Caught in the in-between, a beautiful disaster,
And she just needs someone to take her home.
She's giving boys what they want, tries to act so nonchalant,
Afraid they'll see that she's lost her direction.
She never stays the same for long,
Assuming that she'll get it wrong.
Perfect only in her imperfections.
She's not a drama queen,
She doesn't want to feel this way, only seventeen, but tired
She would change everything for happy ever after.
Caught in the in between, a beautiful disaster,
But she just needs someone to take her home.
'Cause she's just the way she is, but no ones told her that's OK.
And she would change everything, everything just ask her.
Caught in the in-between, a beautiful disaster,
And she would change everything for happy ever after.
Caught in the in-between, a beautiful disaster,
But she just needs someone to take her home
And she just needs someone to take her home.
Hates the sound that goodbyes make.
She prays one day she'll find someone to need her.
She swears that there's no difference,
Between the lies and compliments.
It's all the same if everybody leaves her.
And every magazine tells her she's not good enough,
The pictures that she's seen make her cry.
And she would change everything, everything just ask her.
Caught in the in-between, a beautiful disaster,
And she just needs someone to take her home.
She's giving boys what they want, tries to act so nonchalant,
Afraid they'll see that she's lost her direction.
She never stays the same for long,
Assuming that she'll get it wrong.
Perfect only in her imperfections.
She's not a drama queen,
She doesn't want to feel this way, only seventeen, but tired
She would change everything for happy ever after.
Caught in the in between, a beautiful disaster,
But she just needs someone to take her home.
'Cause she's just the way she is, but no ones told her that's OK.
And she would change everything, everything just ask her.
Caught in the in-between, a beautiful disaster,
And she would change everything for happy ever after.
Caught in the in-between, a beautiful disaster,
But she just needs someone to take her home
And she just needs someone to take her home.
The beginging of Something New!
Why hello readers! (:
I've always wanted to make a blog so here it is!
I will be posting stuff about my life, Past, and just random thought.
Hope you enjoy it!
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