The other night while awaiting the opening act at the DC Improv H and I got into the discussion, "Is there a difference between being a Redneck and being White Trash?" Initially, I thought no. I'm a Yankee with a side of WASP thrown in for good measure so what do I know? I don't talk through my jaw or anything but I've been known to get all in your face in the nicest most conflict-free, passive aggressive way about manners, the importance of thank you notes and general day to day etiquette. H, who admits to having a nice chunk of Redneck in him (the man cleaned his shot gun twice this week.) says White Trash can technically be anywhere location-wise (W.T. goes global!) but Rednecks are typically a southern only thing. White Trash constitutes a lack of manners and is prone to fighting. So … [Read more...]
Stylin’
H often jokes with me that all I really need to stay organized is this sweet little number. Quite simply put, The Biggest Little Organizer ever! He says he'll even swing it so I can have one in each color and then I'll never be out of style. Lucky little me will even get the digital message reminder so I can never forget the sweet sound of H's voice telling me to pick up faves of his like scrapple, wife beaters and Schlitz (Go for the GUSTO!). A woman should feel so loved I always reply.Then, there I was standing in line at the post office today and what to my wondering eyes should appear but the Buxton Bag in real live gen-u-ine leather. Even purtier in person than on that there electronic box in my living room. I could barely drag my eyes away but when I did I noticed that the Buxton Bag … [Read more...]