Hey ya’ll,
What a transition this has been but first, a little background on me. I’m a single mom to 2, (ages 8 and 4) previously married to a man who was in the service so we have lived all over. From Tennessee, to Texas, and even Germany, (my favorite place) my kids and I have had the pleasure of being around many different cultures. I am originally from Indiana. Grew up in a small town called Boonville and we were right on the border of Kentucky so nothing quite prepared me for the south and I mean that in the best possible way. I lived all around cornfields because that is pretty much all there is. Moving here and seeing the cotton fields for the first time was an entirely different experience for me haha. I didn’t quite know what I would be getting myself into moving this far south. I had high hopes though for some amazing sweet tea and friendly people, both of which didn’t disappoint. I think the first thing that I noticed right off the bat were the roads. Yes, I know, that is a little odd but it grabbed my attention because in some parts of the area the roads are brown! Like what….brown roads? Why? Still to this day I don’t know if I even know the reasoning behind it haha. If there is a reason please be sure to comment below and inform me because it is definitely a mystery to me. I was introduced to catfish here as well. I have never had it so for me it was only fitting I would try it in the south and man oh man it didn’t disappoint. That is another thing, the food here is just out of this world. Everything I have tried has been so good it is almost impossible to choose my favorite place. One thing that has been the hardest adjustment is the “ma’am” and “sir.” Being around the military world I was somewhat used to it, but in the “civilian” world (as I call it) back home those words have a different meaning. If someone called me “ma’am” and me not being over a certain age, it was done as an insult. So when I get called ma’am here I have to repeatedly tell myself they aren’t being rude and it’s a respect thing. I’m pretty sure my kids will develop a southern accent here as well. My oldest came home after like the second week in school pronouncing the word “ten” like “tan.” I will never forget that moment, by far one of the funniest times. I have caught myself slipping a few times as well so it is only a matter of time before we fit in the MissLou area just perfectly haha. Experiencing our first winter here has been interesting. Back home we are used to the freezing weather and our pipes are more underground, whereas here they are super exposed. So when the bad weather came last week I did what I know, dripped the faucets and opened the cabinets. Apparently I should have done a small pencil thin stream because I woke up to my pipes frozen and no water. Never again will I take something so simple as being able to flush the toilet without filling the tank with water for granted ha-ha.
If you are wondering what my plan is for this blog, well me too ha-ha. No I’m kidding, I love to write and share my experiences with people and this will allow me to do that and hopefully gain a more personable relationship with you as well. My goal for this is for you to get to know me and vice versa. I plan to update you on all the adventures that take place in my life while having you feel like you are right there with me. So come and join along on this wild ride as each day is a new day for new things!
With Love,
Olivia
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