Tuesday, November 22, 2011

...You Might Be in the Country

On my recent trip to southern Georgia (Manassas, to be exact - Population 100 according to the 2000 Census), I made a few observations:


If there is cotton as far as the eye can see, but you are nowhere near a clothing store...you might be in the country.



If your local market has a working analog gas pump out front...you might be in the country.

If there are more "feed and seeds" than grocery stores in your town...you might be in the country.


If you know where the local school bus driver lives just by driving down the road...you might be in the country.



If your local A/C and heating place is having a yard sale on Saturday...you might be in the country.

If you think that a mule is not just a jackass-like animal...you might be in the country.

If the closest Publix is 45 minutes away...you might be in the country.


If you have a skinning rack in your back yard...you might be in the country.



If the closest Target is an hour away...you might be in the country.

If the only accommodations for miles around is the Cheeri-O Inn (and it was built in the 50s)...you might be in the country.

If your local supermarket has a "fruitcake ingredients" display ...you might be in the country.


If your county school district office is located in a house...you might be in the country.


If the only cell service available is in the parking lot of the Rite-Aid in town...you might be in the country.


If your nekkid lady sticker on your truck or van is wearing boots and a trucker cap...you might be in the country. (Bob, the boot man, just corrected me - she is a Boston Red Sox fan - wearing red SOCKS, not BOOTS...bummer!)


If a man steps aside so a lady can walk out an automatic sliding door (since he can't hold it open for her)...you might be in the country.


If you can buy a giant can of boiled peanuts at the local Sunoco...you might be in the country.

If the "major" intersection in your town has a blinking yellow light...you might be in the country. 


If a yellow road sign announces your upcoming dirt road (cause otherwise you may drive right past it)...you might be in the country.


And finally...


If you are in a place where your blood pressure drops instantly, time slows down, and everyone you meet has a smile and a friendly greeting...you are most certainly in the country.


With Love and Aloha to Y'all ~ Nancy

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