View Full Version : Where I'm from......
I thought this might be a fun way to "get to know" each other via our surroundings or home towns. Post follies or foibles or really neat stuff about where you are from!
Where I'm from, hotdogs are a primary cuisine. Signs for 2/$1 are posted on lighted marquis' at every gas station/ conv. store you pass. You can see vintage cars with guys decked out in their best overalls lining up at lunch time! :flashy:
We're going to make a coffee table book called "Hillbilly's Hot Dogs and Hot Rods"
Arwen
11-21-2009, 08:53 AM
Where I'm from (or where I'm living right now), you can't shake a stick and not hit a BBQ place. You've got BBQ in gas stations, grocery stores, upscale and down-home places.
And everyone has the BEST BBQ of course. You can get it dry, wet, spicy, sweet on chicken, beef, pork or brisket.
And yes, brisket is its own food group--why do you look at me that way?
shadows papa
11-21-2009, 09:19 AM
Where I'm from it's deer season,and since we have some of the best hunting places in the Mid-state,there are pickup trucks,and ATV's and lotsa dudes and ladies running around in more camouflage than you will ever see outside of a Bass Pro Shop! So if you are gonna be in the woods here,and you AIN'T hunting,wear lotsa blaze orange and sing at the top of your lungs!!
I was born in Uvalde, TX ~ Home of John Nance Garner (VP) and Dale Evans Rogers......
I moved to Austin when I was 4 and don't remember having lived anywhere else before that. I've had the same phone number for 53 years.....
When I graduated from high school, I left for college, but now I am once again living in the home in which I grew up. The term "full circle" comes to mind. <smile>
The slogan for Austin is "Keep Austin Weird"........and there are serious efforts to do just that.....I love it here....
My memories and observations....Barton Springs ~ a 'swimming hole' that is fed by an underground springs and is a constant 70 degrees year-round. It's huge....
Laguna Gloria...a wonderful and quaint art museum....been around a long time.
Of course, no mention of Austin would be complete without mentioning Leslie Cochran, Austin's most famous street person. Leslie wears women's clothing and is very outspoken against police treatment of the homeless. He was recently pretty beaten up when he tried to warn some kids about the dangers of drug abuse. All sorts of folks donated toward his medical bills. He is an Austin iconic figure and is often seen wearing a leopard thong and pumps....sometimes, he carries his cat around on his shoulders. He's a trip. The guy has no teeth, but by God, he has a bluetooth! :D
There's 6th Street.....restaurants and bars and neat shops....and when there's a festival, it is usually held on 6th Street. It's festive!
The historic Driskill Hotel.....built in the late 1800's by a cattle rancher (I think that's right)...it's lovely to be sure.....
And if you have little holes in your yard, you can pretty much bet on the fact that you've been visited by the armadillos! And if you scare them and they feel they can't get away from you, they will roll up in a ball! No joke. Oh. They also stink.
Did I mention Museum of the Weird? Which, of course is located behind The Lucky Lizard Curio Shop...... go figure!
And Cathedral of Junk......oh my God! LOL! It IS a religious experience! He puts on plays in the back.....there's a "tree house" built of his junk....2-3 stories tall with every toy from your childhood you can possibly imagine....too funny!
Ok.....well....there are sane things here, too.....Town Lake ~ now Lady Bird Lake ~ is actually the Colorado River which runs through the center of town....beautiful.
Austin is amazing. No two ways about it! While we did have The Shrub as our governor....we've also had the amazing, Harley-drivin' Ann Richards! And in our upcoming governor's race, we have Kinky Friedman on the democratic ticket.....
I know.
Keeping Austin Weird.........
Gemme
11-21-2009, 10:22 AM
Where I'm from (originally), time slows down. Waaaaaay down. People talk with a drawl but YOU are the one with the accent. Brick homes reign supreme. You eat supper not dinner. Going to the local buffet means an impromptu family reunion. There is cornbread (REAL cornbread, not this Jiffy crap they have up here) and REAL BBQ (not the watered down versions up here) and it's an insult not to finish your plate and ask for more. National cell towers can't find it. The roads are lined with trees aged through decades upon decades and they bow their tops in respect to you, reminding you to do the same of your elders.
theoddz
11-21-2009, 10:37 AM
Well, right now I live in Las Vegas, and I don't have to tell very many folks what "Lost Wages" is like. I think a lot....maybe too many...people think they know what Vegas is like, based on what they've seen on The Strip. It's not like that for locals, though, as most of us make a concerted effort to NOT venture down there unless we have to or have guests visiting or wanting to see it. You have to see it, at least once in your life.
The local scenario is very different from the tourist experience. Once you get out of the Strip/downtown area, the city itself is very livable and pleasant. It's almost like any other relatively large sized city in the United States. Nearly everyone in Vegas is from somewhere else, so the shopping and atmosphere is rather eclectic. We even have a Chinatown!!! For me, however, my own "space" tends to be more centered around my family, my work and the military culture, since I live and work near/at Nellis Air Force Base, which is home to the Thunderbirds, which is the premier jet demonstration team of the Air Force (I'm partial to the U.S. Navy's Blue Angels, however, being a Marine), so there's a lot of air activity out where I live. It's severely hot (temps sometimes exceed 110 F) here in the summer and very comfortable (50's and 60's) in the winter months and in the past years, VERY dry with only a scant amount of rainfall. The only really significant problem we have here, as far as the environment (other than the current drought), is the smog and dusty air quality. We do get a lot of the smoke from California when they have had those devastating fires in the past few years, and since Vegas has been one of the boom towns during the inflation of the housing "bubble", we have had a bad problem with the dust. I had never, prior to moving to Las Vegas, been hospitalized for my asthma, but have since had two admissions for severe exacerbations.
I've been living in Vegas for 9 years now, but I'm originally from "The Hostess City of the South", Savannah, Georgia. I'm very, very proud to claim Savannah as my hometown and am still considering returning home when I retire from civil service and after my parents are no longer living. I miss that beautiful city, the "low country", steeped in graceful history, the laid back living and genteel flavor. I miss the smells of the salt marshes and the muddy oyster beds. I miss the fishing, crabbing and shrimping that occupied my summers when I was growing up. I miss seeing people smile and nod at each other and the way the Southern people take such pride in their manners and in treating strangers like family. It is the way I was raised and it is still a part of me. I also miss the "comfort food" of the South and a good plate of fried oysters, slaw and batter-dipped fries. I miss a good ol' fashioned "Low Country Boil" (a mixture of crab, shrimp, crawfish, corn on the cob, potatoes, onions, Kielbasa sausage, with seasonings, all boiled together in a pot). I miss the moss hanging from the knarled 100+ year old oak trees in the city. I miss sweet iced tea and the soft spoken "lowcountry" drawls that you hear from natives of Savannah and Charleston, SC.....two graceful sister cities by the sea. In short, I just miss home.
Okay, I'll quit, because I'm now so homesick, I wanna bawl!!!! LOL
~Theo~ :bouquet:
theoddz
11-21-2009, 10:42 AM
Where I'm from (originally), time slows down. Waaaaaay down. People talk with a drawl but YOU are the one with the accent. Brick homes reign supreme. You eat supper not dinner. Going to the local buffet means an impromptu family reunion. There is cornbread (REAL cornbread, not this Jiffy crap they have up here) and REAL BBQ (not the watered down versions up here) and it's an insult not to finish your plate and ask for more. National cell towers can't find it. The roads are lined with trees aged through decades upon decades and they bow their tops in respect to you, reminding you to do the same of your elders.
LOL.....Gemme, where I come from, we call sweet corn bread (like that icky Jiffy mix) "Yankee Corn Bread". That stuff is more like cake!!!
Corn bread is cooked in a cast iron skillet, has a crunchy bottom and is really really tasty when "cracklin'" (little bits of crispy bacon) is added. Some people like to add jalepenos, but I'm not too fond of spicy things, myself....except women. ;)
Cheers to you, Southern Lady!!!
~Theo~ :bouquet:.....proud to be Southern. :)
NotAnAverageGuy
11-21-2009, 11:56 AM
I was born in Oklahoma City, which is ......
OKC is the biggest city in the state
It became the state capital in 1910
The first ever parking meter was installed in Oklahoma City in 1935
The first ever shopping cart was invented and used in Oklahoma City at Standard Food Markets in 1937
The Oklahoma City bombing of April 19, 1995 is the considered the largest domestic terrorist attack in the nation's history. According to the FBI, "domestic" refers to the individual or group behind the attacks rather than their location. It was the largest terrorist attack on U.S. soil until the events of September 11, 2001
National Cowboy and Western Heritage Museum is located in OKC and has many events going on all year round ( I have never been and I wanna go the next time I visit)
Cowboi
11-21-2009, 12:17 PM
LOL.....Gemme, where I come from, we call sweet corn bread (like that icky Jiffy mix) "Yankee Corn Bread". That stuff is more like cake!!!
Corn bread is cooked in a cast iron skillet, has a crunchy bottom and is really really tasty when "cracklin'" (little bits of crispy bacon) is added. Some people like to add jalepenos, but I'm not too fond of spicy things, myself....except women. ;)
Cheers to you, Southern Lady!!!
~Theo~ :bouquet:.....proud to be Southern. :)
I love cracklin bread! My Granny used to make it!
I'll divide it in 2 I suppose....
Where I'm From {Originally}
I was raised in the Metro area of Puerto Rico...
I say Metro because there's a huge difference between "Metro" and "Isla"..Metro ppl by "Isla" standards are hood rats, mannerless oafs..."Isla" folks on the other hand, by Metro folks are a mix between stuck-up, disconnected and uneducated...
But, when the nitty-gritty comes along..say Christmas, or Politics, everyone's a "brother"[if you share the same political belief]....
Tourists are stuck in the Popular "edge" of the Island, the excessively expensive Show...You have to dig deeper for the Real Deal [btw, leave the Piña Coladas & straw hats in your hotel, trust me, you'll thank me l8tr]...
I miss the astonishingly impressive decorations entire Neighborhoods will set up to compete with other 'hoods, or just to look real Nice...
The "Parrandas" or "Trullas" always were my favorite part of the Holiday, a group of friends will wait until youre almost asleep...random day[close to X-Mas] and they'll start making Musical Noise or sing traditional songs until you give in and let them in....
The further from Metro, the more elaborate or traditional the food...
In Summer, it can be very very warm 95 and kinda breeze...or by Puerto Rican standard, Cold... 65 and windy or rainy...
Locals know when it's a good idea, or a stupid idea to visit the Beaches[ Seaweed, jellyfish, cold water, riptides...sharks]
During Rainy Season, kids ..depending on the age...would wear certain clothes, and run around in the rain playing...
Both Public & Private schools mandate Uniforms..so school year is usually Peppered with Uniformed youth... some High Schools have rivalries .
I miss it all..the Music, the People, the views & especially the FOOD...
Where I'm from [Currently]
It's a tree-hugging, Vegan, Locavore Orgasm....
It caters to students, in Everything..
Medical, entertainment, LGBTQ, Sports...
All for the students..
When most students leave and the foreign exchange stay, it's almost a ghost Town, everything is incredibly Slow, closes early, and it's really...sleepytown-esque...When Students start coming back, you can definitely tell...
We have more Coffeehouses than grocery stores..so I have my pick of the crop when I wanna ppl*ahem, lez* watch{I think there's a TeaHaus too}..
Halloween is a HUGE event here..They plan it year round..reminds me of nightmare before Christmas, I kid u not...
Students from other Universities arrive in Buses just for this...
When it's over, they tabulate costs, Bitch about it...and Start over...
Because of the variety of people here..
Prejudice is not felt much in Athens..
There should be more ecclectic restaurants, but there's not much..
I think it was one of maybe 2 Blue Counties during the Dubya Race...
And Michael Moore visited us...as did Clinton....
It was very...Amusing... during the Obama vs Clinton voting...
Some people had both signs side by side...same house...
It seldom snows..but when it wants to..it does...
Bad weather doesn't hit much..but we get our share..
Pollen gets really high here...
And Foliage is Gorgeous...
Gemme
11-21-2009, 12:51 PM
LOL.....Gemme, where I come from, we call sweet corn bread (like that icky Jiffy mix) "Yankee Corn Bread". That stuff is more like cake!!!
Corn bread is cooked in a cast iron skillet, has a crunchy bottom and is really really tasty when "cracklin'" (little bits of crispy bacon) is added. Some people like to add jalepenos, but I'm not too fond of spicy things, myself....except women. ;)
Cheers to you, Southern Lady!!!
~Theo~ :bouquet:.....proud to be Southern. :)
That's the stuff! Cornmeal has to be shipped up here to make the stuff properly. I prefer my cornbread with some crunch all the way round the sides too and a cast iron skillet makes it just perfectly. I like cornbread with stuff in it, but nothing beats it with a smear of soft butter on it and nothing else. Throw in some atomic sweet tea and I'm good to go!
I miss home. :3femme:
weatherboi
11-21-2009, 01:48 PM
Where I am from you can smell the coffee being roasted at the maxwell house plant every morning driving through downtown.
theoddz
11-21-2009, 02:21 PM
Where I am from you can smell the coffee being roasted at the maxwell house plant every morning driving through downtown.
Heh....lemme guess...
Jacksonville, FL??
I lived there for 8 years.
The Maxwell House facility was right off the Mathews Bridge, downtown.
I remember how good that place made the downtown smell. ;)
Theo...on the phone connection.
ZoeyJayne
11-21-2009, 02:48 PM
"LOL.....Gemme, where I come from, we call sweet corn bread (like that icky Jiffy mix) "Yankee Corn Bread". That stuff is more like cake!!! "
Ok first off before I state anything, whats wrong with Jiffy Corn Bread that stuff is the best and doesnt choke you when you try to eat it like the stuff that comes out of a cast iron pan lol
Anywho I wanna join in this one.
Where I come from there is a ton of old mills that used to be shoe factories but now they are luxurious loft apartments.
We have a famous sandwich named after the mills called a Bootmill... You have not lived unless you have eaten one of these.
Also we have 5 bridges that you need to cross in order to get to the other side of the city.
We dont say yall or yansta, we say wicked instead.
And everyone is an asshole aka " Masshole"
:frog:
NotAnAverageGuy
11-21-2009, 05:45 PM
The Oklahoma City Stockyards have sold over one hundred million cattle since opening
In World War I the great demand for farm products brought an agricultural boom to the state, but in the 1920s the state fell upon hard times. Recurrent drought burned the wheat in the fields, and overplanting, overgrazing, and unscientific cropping aided the weather in making Oklahoma part of the Dust Bowl of the 1930s. Farm tenancy increased in the 1920s, and in both the east and west the farms tended more and more to be held by large interests and to be consolidated in large blocks.
A great number of tenant farmers were compelled to leave their dust-stricken farms and went west as migrant laborers; the tragic plight of these “Okies” is the theme of John Steinbeck's novel The Grapes of Wrath. With the return of rains, however, and with increasing care in selecting crops and in conserving and utilizing water and soil resources, much of the Dust Bowl again became productive farm land. The demand for food in World War II and federal price supports for agricultural products after the war further aided farm prosperity
Andrew, Jr.
11-21-2009, 08:49 PM
*We eat seafood year round
*We have very few gay bars in the city
*We are known as being a little America (mountains, oceans, bays, etc.)
*We are multi-cultural
Gemme
11-21-2009, 11:14 PM
Sports Illustrated came to my hometown for their swimsuit issue once. One of the models even straddled a cannon for a pic, if I remember right.
Just sayin'...
NotAnAverageGuy
11-21-2009, 11:25 PM
ESPN or SI, one of them in printed in Stillwater
The OSU Cowboys have 2 either SI or ESPN covers
This is awesome! Christie and I have been elbow deep in working on our kitchen renovation this weekend, ( a process that will happen in stages as we can afford to do all the upgrades we want), so I haven't really peeked back in here until this morning.
It's great seeing folks posting about the fond things we remember about our homes. Gemme's image of the tress bending in silent reverence and oddz wonderful imagery of Savannah were very touching.
I am a huge fan of cornbread, both skillet bread ( momma made it every night until her husband passed last year) and biscuits ( she made them every morning until same event). Long standing traditions of comfort food and all of the memories it evokes is the biggest reason that I will use this cuisine ( in a slightly upscaled version) when we open our restaurant.
I am very grateful for the tidbits you all have shared and will add more later, coz
Where I come from ( and am living back there now, LOL ) we heat our home with a woodstove/ solar panel water tank heating system and I have a load of wood being delivered to hold me over until I can go pick up a load later this week. Sooo, I best put on some jeans and keep an eye out for "that nice young man who hauls wood" . ( Funny, my girl refers to me as that sometimes ;) )
Thanks for the input y'all.. fun getting to know more about yas!
jenny
11-23-2009, 07:55 AM
Where I'm from, a trip to the beach is called "going down the shore." Jughandles are the only way to turn left on most highways, and you know that the turn for said jughandle could come before OR after the intersection where you want to go left.
People think our state is industrial, overcrowded, and ugly, but nearly everyone I know who has visited here has been shocked by how beautiful it is. Where I'm from, you can find beaches, mountains and farmland, all within a drive of an hour or two. You can also get into two major cities within a couple of hours at most.
There are 24 hour diners everywhere, and they all look pretty much the same, and you can get the most fabulous bagels here as well. Where I'm from, you know what a "benny" is, and people will make fun of the way you say "water."
I love it here. Just sayin'.
christie
11-23-2009, 09:09 AM
Or rather, where Jess is from… funerals are the social event lil ole ladies have been preparing for since birth. Based on my limited experience with funerals in this area of the world, I have decided that its like a pageant and a point system is involved.
Last fall, when Jess’s stepdad died, we were here. At 2:30 AM, the director of the local funeral home is standing in the den and for some reason, singles me out. Here I am, in my jimmies, trying to fade into the background as all Howard’s siblings are coming in droves. The nice fella in a suit (who the hell wears a suit at 2 in the morning), says to me, “So we have some folding chairs and a coffee urn we can bring by and I need to know what time we can come with the wreath and the signs.” In my head, I am thinking, “Signs?!?!? What is he talking about?” Not wanting to appear stupid, my reply was something about we would figure that out and let him know when we came by the funeral home later.”
He was no sooner out the door than I had Jess cornered asking about the signs. I thought it rather soon for an estate sale. LOL Jess had no more a clue than I did.
I called my mother – she is from a small town. She said, “Signs?!?!? Are they having a yard sale?” LOL
I called my office and took a poll. Not one person had a clue about the signs.
Turns out that lil sammich board signs with the words, “Slow. Funeral in progress” are placed in front of your house, about 100 ft before and after, as well as a white ribboned wreath is placed on the house so as to notify all the locals that the point system has begun.
Not one moment past 5:30 am and the lil ole bluehairs are lined up outside the front door, cream of somethin’ casseroles in hand, plowing one another down in the race to get to the kitchen first to sign the register and lament about the character of Jess’s stepdad. Anyone who knows me knows that I am not human until after a pot of coffee has been consumed and its at least 10am. My neck is hurting from all the nodding and my face feels numb from all the smiling.
As the parade of lil ole ladies and their casseroles appear, the rivers of coffee flow as my mother in law, who has spent the last month caring for my fatherinlaw 24 hours a day and looks like she is next in line for funeral services, sat in a chair and was doted over, her care and commitment to her husband is validated and the whole scene is very reminiscent to a queen sitting on her throne, receiving adoration from the minions.
Thank god Momma was planted in the chair because I am not sure she could have even stood up – and the ironic part to me is that the procession, in all of their goodness and efforts, just didn’t take the hint that she needed to rest… she didn’t need another piece of cake, another cup of coffee.
Everyone tells us just what a saint Momma is and just how very tired she looks. I bite my lips nearly off in the attempts to not ask them why the fuck they don’t go home so she can just rest.
For three days, the pageant continued, the droves of people far and wide ensuring that their names have been recorded as well as their food contributions so that the correct number of points are allocated. Momma continued to reign, refusing to sleep, reveling in the attention and validation that her sacrifices have surely assured her a place in martyrdom.
When the signs and wreath are taken down, and the people stop the procession, its rather anticlimactic and she seemed a little let down. I kept waiting and waiting for an announcement in the local paper as to the rankings of the locals and the points to date.
I still wonder where the points are recorded.
While I do make a joke out of the entire event, I was rather impressed and humbled with the whole affair – that when we leave this world, our existence will be celebrated, our efforts acknowledged and that its not all been for naught – at least where we come from.
NJFemmie
11-23-2009, 10:03 AM
Where I'm from, a trip to the beach is called "going down the shore." Jughandles are the only way to turn left on most highways, and you know that the turn for said jughandle could come before OR after the intersection where you want to go left.
People think our state is industrial, overcrowded, and ugly, but nearly everyone I know who has visited here has been shocked by how beautiful it is. Where I'm from, you can find beaches, mountains and farmland, all within a drive of an hour or two. You can also get into two major cities within a couple of hours at most.
There are 24 hour diners everywhere, and they all look pretty much the same, and you can get the most fabulous bagels here as well. Where I'm from, you know what a "benny" is, and people will make fun of the way you say "water."
I love it here. Just sayin'.
All you had to say was "jughandle" and "down the shore" I knew you were from Jersey. Takes one to know one.
NJFemmie
11-23-2009, 10:15 AM
On one hand, I often want to forget where I am from - but at the same time, I consider myself blessed.
My parents came here from WWII Germany to Jersey City, NJ at a time where it progressively became one of the worse areas to live. I grew up in an area that was constantly under the sounds of police sirens, gang wars and excessive homelessness. Growing up there was an eye opening experience to the good, the bad and the indifferent. It was also an area rich in ethnicity - from foods, culture, and ways of living. Almost any type of ethnic food can be found within a two-mile radius. I am blessed because it opened my mind and gave me a sense of understanding that can reach many different levels. That which doesn't kill you, truly does make you stronger, lol. I regret none of it, but at the same time, you won't catch me back in Jersey City voluntarily either. I've spent enough of my years there.
Where I live now is peaceful and serene in comparison. No matter which direction you drive, you will eventually stumble upon farmland and skies that are not obstructed by tall buildings. There are cows and horses just about everywhere. (I realized recently that I haven't seen a pigeon in over three years, lol.) It did take me some time to get used to jughandles and I still find it hard to wrap the concept of the shore being north of here, so I still say "down the shore" every now and then. I still carry the Jersey City mentality, but it has come in useful on many occasions. I say cawfee with great pride.
Our tomatoes ROCK.
(f)
Duchess
11-23-2009, 10:35 AM
Where I'm from......
:) You can buy your flip flops at your local gas station
:) Nobody's in a hurry to get anywhere.
:) Wearing your swimsuit under your work clothes is a must for the after work dip in the ocean.
:) The Historical Society rules the town.
:) Many of the residents save money by living in houseboats.
Duchess
jenny
11-23-2009, 08:22 PM
All you had to say was "jughandle" and "down the shore" I knew you were from Jersey. Takes one to know one.
Ha!!! I love it when people visit from other states, and totally don't get how to make a left hand turn across a highway, because there's "no left turn" signs everywhere... And it's even better when they eventually admit that jughandles make sense!!!
*waves at the other Jersey girl!*
Trishagee
11-23-2009, 09:30 PM
things are ofte not the norm...
It's 80 degrees on Thanksgiving...
Waldo from Family Matters hangs out at the local Trader Joes...
If you go to Denny's on Saturday morning the gays out number the straights...
The freeways are more congested during a holiday week than normal...
NJFemmie
11-23-2009, 09:33 PM
Ha!!! I love it when people visit from other states, and totally don't get how to make a left hand turn across a highway, because there's "no left turn" signs everywhere... And it's even better when they eventually admit that jughandles make sense!!!
*waves at the other Jersey girl!*
I used to find them annoying, but they do make sense. And everyone is not all over the place trying to cut across highways.
I have to admit, there is less chaotic traffic down here.
*waving back*
always2late
11-23-2009, 09:45 PM
Where I am...there are NO self-serve gas stations (in fact, it is illegal to pump your own gas!)
*waves to the other Jersey girls*
NJFemmie
11-24-2009, 07:08 AM
Where I am...there are NO self-serve gas stations (in fact, it is illegal to pump your own gas!)
*waves to the other Jersey girls*
Cuz that's how we roll .....
*waves back*
jenny
11-24-2009, 03:50 PM
Where I am...there are NO self-serve gas stations (in fact, it is illegal to pump your own gas!)
*waves to the other Jersey girls*
*waves back atcha!*
My oldest daughter (nearly 20) has a tee shirt that says "Jersey girls don't pump gas." Cracks me up!
NotAnAverageGuy
11-24-2009, 03:58 PM
the best BBQ is sold out of an old gas station that was converted into a restaurant
Duchess
11-24-2009, 04:08 PM
~Shrimp boats are almost as common as cars
~The Fountain of Youth, Ripley's Museum and the Castillo de San Marcos are popular attractions.
~The drive thru bar where I purchased my first cocktail is still open. You literally can drive thru, order a cocktail, then drive across the street to the beach.
~Seeing a gator cross the street is no big deal
Duchess
NotAnAverageGuy
11-24-2009, 04:18 PM
Braums Ice Cream reigns supreme
Ugh I need to visit home soon, I miss Braums and I need to do a graveside talk with my grandparents.
dixie
09-17-2010, 05:21 AM
We have an "old timey day" kinda thing that will be happening next weekend. (There's also one in the spring.) I guarantee that there will be butter churning, soap making, quilting and many other various "old timey" things going on. And that most all of the folks will be dressed in period costumes...
pajama
09-17-2010, 05:29 AM
We have an "old timey day" kinda thing that will be happening next weekend. (There's also one in the spring.) I guarantee that there will be butter churning, soap making, quilting and many other various "old timey" things going on. And that most all of the folks will be dressed in period costumes...
How funny. Our Old Timers Day is this weekend. Wonder if it's like in September all over the country? Or just the south? hmmmm
christie
09-17-2010, 05:31 AM
We have an "old timey day" kinda thing that will be happening next weekend. (There's also one in the spring.) I guarantee that there will be butter churning, soap making, quilting and many other various "old timey" things going on. And that most all of the folks will be dressed in period costumes...
HA! This sounds like our lil spot in the road all the time!
If not for a trip to Nashville this weekend, I would likely be starting a denim quilt that has been on the to-do list for quite some time.
I used to love ole timey days! Sounds like you will have fun.
dixie
09-17-2010, 05:32 AM
How funny. Our Old Timers Day is this weekend. Wonder if it's like in September all over the country? Or just the south? hmmmm
Hmmm... I don't know...
Here's something that my county's website says:
"As you drive the back roads of Yancey County, you will find such quaint names as Bee Log, Hardscrabble, Pig Pen, Possum Trot and Rabbit Hop. Old mountain ways mingle with the new. We are firmly rooted in the past and growing toward the future. A great way of life and a wonderful place to live."
dixie
09-17-2010, 05:40 AM
I just flipped a page on the county website. It was the genealogy of the county. They only have two family names listed. Mine is one of them. That's just slightly creepy in some odd way. *insert banjo music here*
Next weekend is our county fair.They have renamed it the county "cultural" fair. This area is deeply ( DEEPLY) rooted in self sufficiency and many of the cultural history aspects are definitely centered around things that involved homemaking and preserving.
This area is also very rich in its history of music making. We are on the Crooked Road, and chock full of bluegrass musicians and "old timey gospel".
We're actually looking forward to going and meeting some of our older community because they are a dying breed. With all of the good and bad aspects of previous generations, we are losing them.
skeeter_01
09-17-2010, 07:11 AM
There is cornbread (REAL cornbread, not this Jiffy crap they have up here)
where i come from...the jiffy mix plant is right down the road in chelsea ;)
where i come from...the streets downtown are not passable 6 saturdays from late august through mid november because of home football games (GO BLUE!!)...
where i come from we have zingermans deli www.zingermans.com
the home base of dominos pizza is here...
the largest juried art fair in the US is held here where i come from...
there is a week in early september called "move in week" when the students come back to town after their summer break...locals HATE move in week!!..truth be told...locals aren't too crazy about the students any week of the year! lol!!
skeet
Duchess
09-18-2010, 11:59 AM
Where I come from, many of the streets downtown are made of cobblestone..:carride:
paposeco
09-18-2010, 12:13 PM
Where I come from, many of the streets downtown are made of cobblestone..:carride:
Same here, coblestones and Varandas:hangloose:
You have to make a right to make a left!
Home of the jug handle
lipstixgal
09-18-2010, 01:33 PM
Where I'm from is NJ where diners are plentiful and the streets are crowded with traffic all the time. but there's beaches like an hour away and NYC about 45 minutes away and some say its pretty!!
Blade
09-18-2010, 06:54 PM
Where I come from we have a boll weevil festival...chuckling...yeah I know....
Where I'm from now, the city encourages really strong neighborhood associations, and city council members--even the mayor--sometimes have lots of experience on the most local level, the neighborhood, before they run for office. Even county officials sometimes start out this way. It seems to make the city more responsive to residents' concerns, although things still don't always go the way residents wish them to.
Still, the neighborhoods are given enough respect that the Mayor and the head of the county commissioners both declared yesterday "Neighborhood University Day" in honor of the neighborhood associations and WIN, the overall non-profit that most of the associations are incorporated under. WIN sponsors Neighborhood University each year, with lots of workshops about evevrything from how to start a community garden to how to prevent crime, how to start a newsletter to how to deal with gangs, how to find the best healthcare to how to run effective neighborhood meetings. It's really a wonderful opportunity.
morningstar55
09-19-2010, 05:06 PM
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Tcountry
09-19-2010, 05:15 PM
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Where I am from, you are either going "up north" or "downstate." You are either a "Yooper" (live in the Upper Peninsula or U.P. or Yoop, thus Yooper) or a "troll" (because you live in the Lower Peninsula, below the Mackinac Bridge, thus you live under the bridge and are a troll). We call tourists in the northern part of the state "fudgies" because they often frequent the many fudge shops. You often use your right hand as a map of half the state and point to where you are from, if you were born in the Lower Peninsula. You can kind of use your left hand as the Upper Peninsula. Where I am from (northern Michigan), most schools close on the opening day of deer hunting season because so many teachers and students call in sick so they can go hunting. Where I am from, it can snow as early as October and as late as April or May. Where I am from, Canadian coins are accepted as change and given as change just like American coins, except for the Loonie...we don't take the Loonie. Where I am from, you either eat your coney dogs Flint style or Detroit style. And always with mustard and onions. In fact, that's the only time I put mustard on a hotdog.
Where I am from, my little hometown on the shores of Lake Huron, it is not unusual to hear a little Polish at a certain butcher shop because the butcher knows Polish to talk to some of the older customers, some of whom still feel more comfortable talking what they grew up talking (Polish). So, you sometimes hear "Dzien dobry" in the morning. In my hometown, there is a restaurant attached to the bowling alley (hey, the population is only 4500) that usually serves an all-Polish food buffet on Thursdays. All you can eat - $6, and that includes the duck blood soup. In my hometown, people buy their meats at the butcher, not at the grocery market. And there are two outstanding butcher shops for such a small town. In my hometown, there was a radio program every Saturday morning on the local radio station that was dedicated to playing Polish folk music and polkas for two hours. The man who hosted it recently died, so I think the show will die too...and that makes me sad. In my hometown, there are essentially two churches -- Catholic and Lutheran. My town is almost evenly divided between the churches and between Polish and German ancestry (I am half and half). On Christmas Eve, the Catholic Church has a 6 p.m. Mass and the schoolchildren from the Catholic school sing Christmas carols in Polish and the little old Polish ladies (who still wear scarves or kerchiefs on their heads at church) sing along in Polish too.
Fun thread. :)
CrankyOldGuy
09-19-2010, 05:23 PM
Where I am from, you are either going "up north" or "downstate." You are either a "Yooper" (live in the Upper Peninsula or U.P. or Yoop, thus Yooper) or a "troll" (because you live in the Lower Peninsula, below the Mackinac Bridge, thus you live under the bridge and are a troll). We call tourists in the northern part of the state "fudgies" because they often frequent the many fudge shops. You often use your right hand as a map of half the state and point to where you are from, if you were born in the Lower Peninsula. You can kind of use your left hand as the Upper Peninsula. Where I am from (northern Michigan), most schools close on the opening day of deer hunting season because so many teachers and students call in sick so they can go hunting. Where I am from, it can snow as early as October and as late as April or May. Where I am from, Canadian coins are accepted as change and given as change just like American coins, except for the Loonie...we don't take the Loonie. Where I am from, you either eat your coney dogs Flint style or Detroit style. And always with mustard and onions. In fact, that's the only time I put mustard on a hotdog.
Where I am from, my little hometown on the shores of Lake Huron, it is not unusual to hear a little Polish at a certain butcher shop because the butcher knows Polish to talk to some of the older customers, some of whom still feel more comfortable talking what they grew up talking (Polish). So, you sometimes hear "Dzien dobry" in the morning. In my hometown, there is a restaurant attached to the bowling alley (hey, the population is only 4500) that usually serves an all-Polish food buffet on Thursdays. All you can eat - $6, and that includes the duck blood soup. In my hometown, people buy their meats at the butcher, not at the grocery market. And there are two outstanding butcher shops for such a small town. In my hometown, there was a radio program every Saturday morning on the local radio station that was dedicated to playing Polish folk music and polkas for two hours. The man who hosted it recently died, so I think the show will die too...and that makes me sad. In my hometown, there are essentially two churches -- Catholic and Lutheran. My town is almost evenly divided between the churches and between Polish and German ancestry (I am half and half). On Christmas Eve, the Catholic Church has a 6 p.m. Mass and the schoolchildren from the Catholic school sing Christmas carols in Polish and the little old Polish ladies (who still wear scarves or kerchiefs on their heads at church) sing along in Polish too.
Fun thread. :)
i love a good pierogi
StillettoDoll
09-19-2010, 05:46 PM
I come from a town called Sugar Land, Texas. I was actually born about a mile from where i live now.In a very small 8 room hospital that still stands to this day. We have a sugar refinary here that closed down about 5 yrs ago built in 1853. now there making it into a museum. there use to be sugar plantations here too. There was nothing out here when i went to school , lots of cows and cotton fields mostly and a 1 screen movie house (torn down about 10yrs ago), oh and a few prisons.There was less than 4,000 that live here. Now there is mostly master plan communities all the fields are gone to big homes....
We have lots of big hospitals now. It really changed:watereyes:
80,000 live here now
Soft*Silver
09-19-2010, 06:25 PM
I make GREAT perogi's...and we say it with an H sound for the g, not a hard G sound...
i love a good pierogi
WolfyOne
09-19-2010, 06:29 PM
When I first saw the title of this thread all I could think of is........
................from my mother and that's where I'm from :tease:
I'll be back at a later date to post again
When I return, it'll be as a grown up :|
waxnrope
09-19-2010, 06:41 PM
LOL.....Gemme, where I come from, we call sweet corn bread (like that icky Jiffy mix) "Yankee Corn Bread". That stuff is more like cake!!!
Corn bread is cooked in a cast iron skillet, has a crunchy bottom and is really really tasty when "cracklin'" (little bits of crispy bacon) is added. Some people like to add jalepenos, but I'm not too fond of spicy things, myself....except women. ;)
Cheers to you, Southern Lady!!!
~Theo~ :bouquet:.....proud to be Southern. :)
Many Cajuns and Southern black folk like their cornbread sweet, and it ain't out of the package when they make it. Just saying.
Um, I love a crunchy bottom :cheesy:
Laerkin
09-19-2010, 07:02 PM
Where I come from...
...my high school principal surfed every morning before school. He drove an old yellow VW Bug and rode around with the board on top - in case the swells were awesome enough to head back after work.
...Christmas is a time for flip flops and a thin sweater, Christmas lights wrapped around palm trees, and snow is something you see only see on TV.
...cutting school meant racing to the beach for a day of seeing and being seen.
...everyone got a brand new car for their 16th birthday - usually a convertible (except for the handful of us that were middle-class - I got a used 1984 Cavalier in yellow with solid black vinyl interior).
...it's called a freeway (not a highway), it's called "THE 5" or "THE 15" when referring to said freeway, and no matter how much you resist - a touch of Valley Girl sneaks into your speech.
...Round Table Pizza, hole-in-the-wall Mexican joints, In-n-Out burger, and sun-baked unsweetened iced tea are a staple of survival.
...everyone thinks it a liberal place but it's actually very conservative in an odd way.
...kids in high school frequently get plastic surgery as birthday and graduation presents from their parents, looks are more important than skill or intelligence (though those are valued, too, if you're lucky enough to be blessed with both), and education is the highest standard (I was lucky in this way).
...people are nice, everyone is relaxed and social, and the speed is much more chill than my current location on the East Coast.
WolfyOne
09-21-2010, 01:29 PM
Where I'm from the northsiders clash with the southsiders when it comes to baseball
Growing up gunshots and gangs weren't the main topic of conversation like it is today
Kids were safe to play outside without fear
You knew you better run home when the church bells rang or you'd miss dinner
Where I'm at now is much more peaceful
If you forget to lock your door at night, no one breaks in
I don't see graffiti all over the walls of buildings
Your neighbors to each side of you and across the street want to know you
PearlsNLace
09-21-2010, 06:26 PM
Where I come from what on the bar b que and at the road side stands is Tri-tip. If your not from there, you can google it. But warning, if your a carnivore, it will make you drool. Yes, Darling, its better even than bacon.
Where I come from its not hard to find a farmer who will let you do the after-pickins- its the picking that happens after the commercial picking is done. This means free food for canning, eating, baking, jelly-ing and can be the answer to a prayer if your not afraid of bees, hard work, and heat.
Where I come from a month of 110+ heat that sucks the life right out of your lungs is ok, cause at least its not 120.
Where I come from your 2 to 4 hours from every where ELSE you want to be, and not where anyone really WANTS to be.
Where I come from the languages and cultures collide with such diversity that if we are not trying to kill each other, then we are trying to sell our food to each other. Its not exactly tolerance, but it IS commerce.
The county cultural fair will include a ( drumroll) TRACTOR PULL! Ok, so I know tractor pulls have been around forever, but I have to admit ( imagine my redneck shame) to never having been to one. So, I am a little excited to drive the wife and boy up in my big ass ugly truck, grab a funnel cake and watch some tractors blow up.
Where I'm from, we get our local news/ gossip from a tiny radio station WHEO 1270 on yer AM dial! I listen to it while playing taxi mornings and afternoons just to punish the boy for making me do it.. LOL! I can find out who has gotten married, arrested, had a birthday, died, or made any land purchases. I can also find out about "stink bugs" also known as "assasin beetles" or holistic colon hydrotherapy or which quilting patterns are family " crests" or heirloom patterns from some of the local visitor spots. When I catch it at one of the three daily slots ( which I still have yet to get the times down), I can hear who needs what or who has what to sell on the Swap Shop. WOHOOO! On any given day I could purchase blue healer/ shitzu/yorkie/poodle mix pups, a few quarts of berries for canning/ freezing, some old video games, or a junked car.
Sprinkled between the talk segments is some of the oddest most eclectic music ever. Old timey gospel/ bluegrass/ Lynard Skynard/ Frank Sinatra.. hell, I even heard them playing Hendrix one day!
Thanks for all the stories of where you all are from... it definitely makes me look more closely at "Home".
Blade
09-22-2010, 07:11 PM
Where I'm from, you better plan an inside gathering for Thanksgiving if your home is near a soybean field, cuz they cut the beans then spread the chicken shit and let it sit a few weeks and get rained on and then plant the winter wheat. SO depending on when the beans were planted ya gonna smell chicken shit either at Thanksgiving or Christmas
Where I'm from, you better plan an inside gathering for Thanksgiving if your home is near a soybean field, cuz they cut the beans then spread the chicken shit and let it sit a few weeks and get rained on and then plant the winter wheat. SO depending on when the beans were planted ya gonna smell chicken shit either at Thanksgiving or Christmas
Hey! AT least it's just chicken poo there! The plantation I used to live on would spread cow manure in the late fall for years. Then, in the last two years I lived out there, they started using a bio- engineered "recycled".. product from human waste facilities. You wanna talk about stench!
It may just be me, but for some reason the use of anything containing human by product in food grain production reallllllllly bothers me. It's like using human ( or sea bass) DNA in tomato production.. wtf???
Dude, if it gets too bad ya'll come up here for Thanksgiving! Bring da pups and we'll chow down poop free! Can't promise an exploding deep fried turkey, but we can usually pull together a decent spread!
shadows papa
09-23-2010, 06:12 AM
Hey! AT least it's just chicken poo there! The plantation I used to live on would spread cow manure in the late fall for years. Then, in the last two years I lived out there, they started using a bio- engineered "recycled".. product from human waste facilities. You wanna talk about stench!
It may just be me, but for some reason the use of anything containing human by product in food grain production reallllllllly bothers me. It's like using human ( or sea bass) DNA in tomato production.. wtf???
Dude, if it gets too bad ya'll come up here for Thanksgiving! Bring da pups and we'll chow down poop free! Can't promise an exploding deep fried turkey, but we can usually pull together a decent spread!
I can promise you and sis an exploding turkey and I won't even use a deep fryer to DO IT!!:jester:
MysticOceansFL
09-23-2010, 06:42 AM
Plenty of SunShine here you take a guess? And the city is the Capital.
lipstixgal
09-23-2010, 07:45 AM
Plenty of SunShine here you take a guess? And the city is the Capital.
Would that be Jacksonville, Florida?? I'm guessing:blink:
Kenna
09-23-2010, 08:15 AM
Where I'm from...
'Lil Gramma' would be makin' me grits for breakfast, with butter and brown sugar. And before noon, we would walk down to the Mennonite Farmers Market known as Dutch Foods...but on the way,we would stop at the HUGE Woodmen of the World barn to get open pit BBQ chicken. (...that we could smell from the house when they started grilling at the crack of dawn. It makes your mouth water!! and you can't wait till they start selling at 10am.) It's a good thing we would walk to town, because if we'd use the car, we'd get behind a dozen or so horse-n-buggies with Mennonite or Brethren families all headed to Dutch Foods or IGA.
At the market, Lil Gramma would get us some homemade, fresh outa the oven, soft wheat rolls with butter and honey, a bag of her horehound candies and my butterscotch, 2 bottles of homemade root beer or cream soda and some green tomatoes to fry up later for dinner.
On our way home, we'd stop by our Dunkard Brethren church...a very small, simple, plain, red brick "salt box" of a building.... to sweep and clean up before Sunday Service. We would then sit in the little handmade wooden kids chairs in the School room and delightfully dig into our BBQ chicken and other treats (that chicken was SO tender it would fall off the bones and the smokie flavor was all the way through), while she told me the story about how her husband built this church with his own hands, how the pews, hardwood floor and other furniture were all handmade by him and the other Deacons. That church felt like home as much as her wonderful, warm, inviting home did.
Before we left, we'd place out all the hymnal books and wind up the old antique "Regulator" clock...just about then, old Brother Uplinger and his wife would pull up in his military-retired 1945 Dodge WC 52 that had "farm tags"....we would shimmy into the back and I'd snuggle close to Lil Gramma as we'd putt putt up the hill to the Dayton Autumn Festival, where we'd get some pumpkin bread for that night's dessert.
I would give anything to be able to spend a day like that again with Lil Gramma.
To this day, that BBQ chicken is my FAVORITE.
Tommi
09-23-2010, 08:21 AM
Subscribing because I must get to work sometime this morning. What a neat thread. I want to read the whole thing.
I'm in Southern California, and well,...off to work 4 now.
BBL>
Where I'm from...
'Lil Gramma' would be makin' me grits for breakfast, with butter and brown sugar. And before noon, we would walk down to the Mennonite Farmers Market known as Dutch Foods...but on the way,we would stop at the HUGE Woodmen of the World barn to get open pit BBQ chicken. (...that we could smell from the house when they started grilling at the crack of dawn. It makes your mouth water!! and you can't wait till they start selling at 10am.) It's a good thing we would walk to town, because if we'd use the car, we'd get behind a dozen or so horse-n-buggies with Mennonite or Brethren families all headed to Dutch Foods or IGA.
At the market, Lil Gramma would get us some homemade, fresh outa the oven, soft wheat rolls with butter and honey, a bag of her horehound candies and my butterscotch, 2 bottles of homemade root beer or cream soda and some green tomatoes to fry up later for dinner.
On our way home, we'd stop by our Dunkard Brethren church...a very small, simple, plain, red brick "salt box" of a building.... to sweep and clean up before Sunday Service. We would then sit in the little handmade wooden kids chairs in the School room and delightfully dig into our BBQ chicken and other treats (that chicken was SO tender it would fall off the bones and the smokie flavor was all the way through), while she told me the story about how her husband built this church with his own hands, how the pews, hardwood floor and other furniture were all handmade by him and the other Deacons. That church felt like home as much as her wonderful, warm, inviting home did.
Before we left, we'd place out all the hymnal books and wind up the old antique "Regulator" clock...just about then, old Brother Uplinger and his wife would pull up in his military-retired 1945 Dodge WC 52 that had "farm tags"....we would shimmy into the back and I'd snuggle close to Lil Gramma as we'd putt putt up the hill to the Dayton Autumn Festival, where we'd get some pumpkin bread for that night's dessert.
I would give anything to be able to spend a day like that again with Lil Gramma.
To this day, that BBQ chicken is my FAVORITE.
WOW, Sweet, Thank you for the visual! What a great area it sounds like and what rich warm memories!
I love the quiet of the Mennonite/ Amish/ Dunkard areas. The "peace" is almost palpable. We have that sort of calm in the foothills here. Nothing quite like a slow drive on a crisp sunny morning to lift your spirits and allow the worlds troubles to melt away.
Thanks again!
Where I come from... well - I drove to the shops today and I had to slow down so as not to hit any wallabies or kangaroos sitting on the side of the road (they can suddenly change direction and decide to hop right in front of your car). My sweetie saw an echidna last time he took the dogs for a walk and my sister saw a platypus in the creek out the back of her place. Driving to work a few months ago, my daughter and I saw a couple of koalas on the road. The driver in front of me was trying to get them to safety (i.e. off the road). They were not impressed with her telling them what to do!
We are very lucky though - you don't see wildlife like this in most towns or cities in Australia. You don't get kangaroos hopping down the main street in Sydney or Melbourne. We're just in a really good place for it (it's pretty rare - the idea that this is the norm here is a misconception).
You know what? Koalas are really not that cute and cuddly. They smell, they make awful noises, they can be aggressive, and they have claws. A lot of them also have syphilis!
rockybcn
09-23-2010, 08:57 AM
Where I am from, you are either going "up north" or "downstate." You are either a "Yooper" (live in the Upper Peninsula or U.P. or Yoop, thus Yooper) or a "troll" (because you live in the Lower Peninsula, below the Mackinac Bridge, thus you live under the bridge and are a troll). We call tourists in the northern part of the state "fudgies" because they often frequent the many fudge shops. You often use your right hand as a map of half the state and point to where you are from, if you were born in the Lower Peninsula. You can kind of use your left hand as the Upper Peninsula. Where I am from (northern Michigan), most schools close on the opening day of deer hunting season because so many teachers and students call in sick so they can go hunting. Where I am from, it can snow as early as October and as late as April or May. Where I am from, Canadian coins are accepted as change and given as change just like American coins, except for the Loonie...we don't take the Loonie. Where I am from, you either eat your coney dogs Flint style or Detroit style. And always with mustard and onions. In fact, that's the only time I put mustard on a hotdog.
Where I am from, my little hometown on the shores of Lake Huron, it is not unusual to hear a little Polish at a certain butcher shop because the butcher knows Polish to talk to some of the older customers, some of whom still feel more comfortable talking what they grew up talking (Polish). So, you sometimes hear "Dzien dobry" in the morning. In my hometown, there is a restaurant attached to the bowling alley (hey, the population is only 4500) that usually serves an all-Polish food buffet on Thursdays. All you can eat - $6, and that includes the duck blood soup. In my hometown, people buy their meats at the butcher, not at the grocery market. And there are two outstanding butcher shops for such a small town. In my hometown, there was a radio program every Saturday morning on the local radio station that was dedicated to playing Polish folk music and polkas for two hours. The man who hosted it recently died, so I think the show will die too...and that makes me sad. In my hometown, there are essentially two churches -- Catholic and Lutheran. My town is almost evenly divided between the churches and between Polish and German ancestry (I am half and half). On Christmas Eve, the Catholic Church has a 6 p.m. Mass and the schoolchildren from the Catholic school sing Christmas carols in Polish and the little old Polish ladies (who still wear scarves or kerchiefs on their heads at church) sing along in Polish too.
Fun thread. :)
I lived in Michigan almost 40 years and I am also from a German and Polish heritage. I miss Fat Tuesday and sharing Paczki´s with everyone. I miss homemade gumpkis ánd I miss the pasties made in the UP. I just plain ol miss Michigan....well, ´cept for the snow!
Are there Koala shepherds there? LOL! There has always been rumors of shepherds and sheep and std's.. , I couldn't resist!
Sounds like a really cool place to be. The wildlife sounds amazing. You are indeed blessed!
Thanks!
Are there Koala shepherds there? LOL! There has always been rumors of shepherds and sheep and std's.. , I couldn't resist!
Sounds like a really cool place to be. The wildlife sounds amazing. You are indeed blessed!
Thanks!
Lol - no koala shepherds :)
We are blessed, but still, I'd love to see a chipmunk, squirrel or raccoon for real someday (we don't have them here at all)
lipstixgal
09-23-2010, 09:24 AM
Lol - no koala shepherds :)
We are blessed, but still, I'd love to see a chipmunk, squirrel or raccoon for real someday (we don't have them here at all)
Sorry but chipmunk, squirrel and raccoon are not indigenous to that part of the world but it does sound so wonderful that Australia would love to visit someday and see the koalas, kangaroos etc!!
Sorry but chipmunk, squirrel and raccoon are not indigenous to that part of the world but it does sound so wonderful that Australia would love to visit someday and see the koalas, kangaroos etc!!
I hope you do! I'm sure you will love it :)
Ursy, do you have the flying foxes ( bats) in your area? I love bats but we only have smaller varieties here.
These guys are gorgeous!
http://www.oceanwideimages.com/images/10746/small/24T5025-22D-black-flying-fox.jpg
lipstixgal
09-23-2010, 09:39 AM
I hope you do! I'm sure you will love it :)
I am sure I would probably love it down there its warm right?? If that is the case then yes because I don't like cold weather!! Oh and the raccoons that are around get into the trash and have like "hand" and can open all sorts of things but they are cute though but campers don't like them!!
I am sure I would probably love it down there its warm right?? If that is the case then yes because I don't like cold weather!! Oh and the raccoons that are around get into the trash and have like "hand" and can open all sorts of things but they are cute though but campers don't like them!!
It's hot up North, can be very cold down South where they have snow, etc. We're kind of in the middle, so the Winters don't get too cold, but Summer is pretty warm.
Ursy, do you have the flying foxes ( bats) in your area? I love bats but we only have smaller varieties here.
These guys are gorgeous!
http://www.oceanwideimages.com/images/10746/small/24T5025-22D-black-flying-fox.jpg
Yes, we sure do - they are very cute indeed. Sometimes you can see hundreds of them flying across the sky - it's a lovely sight.
OK, I officially envy you. :byebye:
christie
09-24-2010, 07:34 AM
In honor of our lil county agricultural fair this weekend - tractor pull here we come!!
YouTube - Josh Thompson - Way Out Here (Acoustic)
Heh, I may have to pull out my GOOD overalls! :farmer:
Where I am from is a small town in northern CA a old cornish mining town about as small town as it gets lots of open spaces room to gorw and breathe kind of like watching history past old west fighting the intrusion of the modern age suits me I just did not know it then. I miss fishing in the creek with my grandpa hikng in the snow watching the horses run in the neighbors field. going with my dad and stepmother to her parents ranch to help with the calves lol and my dad putting me on the back of one to see how long I could ride it. so I see I ran from what I already had and now spent years trying to get back to it
so I see I ran from what I already had and now spent years trying to get back to it
Ah Bard, but you needed to be the person you are today, and that person had to grow through other experiences. I don't think it's ever a mistake to expand our experience of life... even though I totally get how frustrating it can be to need to get back to where we started! I would SOOO move to the country--or at least a very small town--in a heartbeat if only I could.
Where I am from, the median income is around 22,000. There are few jobs to be had and depression both financially and emotionally runs deeper than the veins of coal in the mountains.
We do have a hella lotta heart here though and as much as things never change, they never stay the same either.
We just returned home a bit ago from a meeting with the boys guidance teachers and his classroom teachers. As some of you know, he has been in a "special" school for the past five or so years, with his teachers there saying he would never be able to be mainstreamed.
When we enrolled him, we were very straightforward about who we are as a couple and as his very involved and active parents. We have been nothing but welcomes graciously by his teachers and all of the staff at the school we have encountered.
The schools in our little county, while working with a shoestring budget ( as most are across the country) have been winners of National awards for teaching excellence. From what I have seen, they deserve it!
Our boy is making A's and B's mainstreamed with very few allowances made for his different ability. He is excelling in his classes and making friends and being outgoing. I simply could not be more proud! ( Well,maybe if he would bathe and clean his room.. LOL )
I agree with Bard and Bit, that sometimes going away and coming "home" makes a huge difference in how we view what is really important. For me, it's my family. Even if home is tucked away under a foothill of an old mountain covered in red clay.
christie
09-24-2010, 03:58 PM
http://www.sightsoundmill.com/Patrick%20County%20Fair/fair_tractorpull_flyer%2010%2001.jpg
CrankyOldGuy
10-09-2010, 10:06 AM
....it is illegal to delay or detain a homing pigeon!
Tcountry
10-09-2010, 10:12 AM
The Midwest...where if you are not from there or good at geography...it really doesn't matter what state cause it's all fields...lol :)
Zimmeh
09-03-2016, 06:28 PM
I was born in Daytona Beach, Florida. I loved my grandparents who were from Alabama. I miss the old ways!
Zimmeh
Kätzchen
09-03-2016, 07:33 PM
Where I'm from.....
I grew up in the southern part of The Gem state, where we had four distinct seasons: Chilly springs, incredibly warm summers, an amazing autumn, and breath taking winters. On cold clear nights, you could see a hint of the Northern lights or see Orion, Ursa, the Little and Big Dipper or any number of shooting stars. Or you could even see the cross on Table Rock,, lit up in blue lights, even though our farm was just a few miles from the Snake River canyons, where Bald eagles soared majestically. On a hot summer's day, big diamond-back rattle snakes would make themselves warm, coiled up on the hot concrete back roads.
Dad drove over 32 miles to work, mom drove nearly the same distance in the opposite direction. We took care of the farm by tending to our cattle and horses, pigs, bunnies, and chickens. We even tended to gardening big rows of crops, which we wpuld can in the fall. Or, we picked apples and pears and Italian prunes from our small orchard of fruit trees.
On Sunday, we traveled to our grandparents hometown for church. Week days we attended a small school that served our farming community. We would pass fields of golden grain or hay or mint.... the air was pungent with beauty of seasonal crops.
Two mountain ranges could be seen from either side of our property. Trains often lumbered across our property, at a distance, mostly at night.
Favorite memories include visiting my favorite aunt and uncle and our cousins who lived upstate near Bear Valley.... we would often spend a week at their house, during the winter holidays. Sometimes our families would go hunting for elk, up in the Clearwater forest.
Truly good memories from days long ago.
:stillheart:
Stud_puppy1991
09-03-2016, 08:45 PM
I am a native of Louisville, Kentucky, where I was born. Though I was raised in Southern Indiana in the small town of Sellersburg. Went to school in New Albany, Indiana, then later on in life moved to Louisville, had a brief time in Lexington, Kentucky, before moving back to Louisville.
JDeere
09-03-2016, 11:29 PM
Where I'm from..... has earthquakes. They had a 5.6 yesterday morning. Also tornado alley. But they have the OKC bombing memorial as well.
Kätzchen
06-03-2018, 02:59 PM
The skies at night are so dark that you can see stars for miles and miles. During the summer, it's very hot and late at night you can hear all the crickets and grasshoppers buzzing in the fields. The mountains are very high, and Ponderosa is fragrant. Mint fields and fields of corn and wheat, go on and on for miles. The nearest tiny town I grew up near, has only one gas station, one post office, a couple of mom and pop stores, and a teeny tiny cemetery. And about four different churches..... three schools .....and one pool hall.
The best part of where I grew up was that we had very few neighbor's, but our neighbor's were all good people. Really good folks.
homoe
06-03-2018, 03:13 PM
Is a nice little touristy town on the shores of Lake Superior. There are waterfalls, warm in-land lakes for swimming, and trails for hiking! If you're an outdoorsy type you'll love this place!
The town itself has a population of about 2 and a half thousand, and as with any small town people seem to know everyone else's business! The downtown has numerous taverns, shops, and eating establishments!
It is a place you should probably only visit in Summer or Autumn! It gets tons and ton of lake effect snow starting as early as November and continues until April.
Where I am from is a place some would call hell, I am surrounded with fainted yellow grass that's dried out from drought, tree's with little leaves left to grow in a town with little population & miles from the locals....
We have our share of creepy critters that roam & wild animals that hunt....
But what I see is all the beauty that surrounds some of the ugly....
Wide open spaces, a night sky you can take in for miles without the interference of city lights, able to make as much sound or noise as you like, swim in nature, walk in nature, ride a horse, milk a cow for fresh milk, raid a hens pen for fresh eggs, pitch a tent for camping fun or just a place where fur babies can run free without all the common restrictions of city living & you can relax....
If you drive 30 minutes into town you will come across our local stores, to fill up on life's wants & needs & if you drive an hour or 2 you will reach several cities & beaches for the shop till you drop desires we sometimes have (well at least I do), & ocean shores for a change in scenery when required.....
At the moment I live in the country, I grew up in the country so for me country isn't hell, it's a lifestyle....
MsTinkerbelly
06-03-2018, 10:17 PM
Where i’m from, everyone in town raised you and would call to tell your momma you were bad. I rode my bicycle all over town, and never worried about theft or weird folks bothering me. The man (George) who ran the liquor department at the grocery store, would call our mom to ask if she knew we were buying candy, and drove me home one time when I cut my foot.
We had a main shopping street, and when I got older we would cruise up and down in our cars with our friends...and at Christmas you could go there for a hayride with hot chocolate.
Where I came from my entire family lived within 20 miles, and we had many bbq’s and parties in my Grandparents (1 acre) backyard, hiding in the bunkhouse and climbing the fruit trees.
I went to school with all of the same people from kindergarten through high school, and have many great memories of a time lived without fences or fear.
Fourth of July parades, swimming at the park pool...happy happy times.
C0LLETTE
07-03-2020, 11:01 AM
....it is illegal to delay or detain a homing pigeon!
I totally misread this quote and thought Cranky was from a place where it is illegal to detain a horny pigeon. lol
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