Growing up Southern is a privilege, really. It's more than where you're born, it's an idea and state of mind that seems imparted at birth. Its more than loving fried chicken, sweet tea, beer, bourbon and country music. It's being hospitable, devoted to front porches, football, coca-cola, and each other. We don't become Southern, we're born that way. :)
Sunday, January 2, 2011
Day 02 - A picture of you and the person you’ve been close with longest
my husband :)
well maybe not the longest, but i have never felt as close to anyone as much as i do with him!
i can be my complete crazy self, burp, fart, dance like an idiot and he just laughs along with me!
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