First Impressions


I realize how important first impressions are.  I think of the woman in the Dollar General wearing her sweatpants and bedroom shoes while she digs out change to pay for her Little Debbie Zebra Cakes, and I really want to walk up to her and ask, “Seriously . . . what were you thinking?”  It’s not that you can’t find people of wonderful character hiding behind the small army of pink curlers they chose over, say a brush, but why would you want to throw up a visual roadblock?  So since this is my only shot to reel you in, let me just give you the basics.  I’m going to write on daily life as I see it and hopefully give you a chuckle in the meantime.  I’m from the Deep South, so for those of you who enjoy a good anecdote involving people who fall solidly in the redneck category, welcome.  For those of you who do not work the phrase “Bless your heart” into normal conversation or consider camouflage a legitimate interior design theme, just think of this blog as an opportunity to delve into anthropology.  I will be posting twice a week, Monday and Thursday, and I’ll often divide longer stories into segments.  So if you log on and catch a blog labeled Part II, feel free to dive into the archives to locate the full story.

I think that about covers it.  It was a pleasure to meet you.


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    • It’s been a few years since I’ve seen Indonesian on a page. Thank goodness I still remember what all that means . . . 🙂 So glad to have you on this continent for a while.

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