Why the south?

A lot of times people (both from the north and the south) ask why I couldn't wait to get down here and will never again leave.

For starters, how about the fact that on May 2nd it's 57 degrees in NH and it's 80 in NC and I'm comfy in a skirt and tank top and can cruise around with all my windows down perfectly content and with a well regulated temperature.

In addition, people are nice here. They don't want to throw you under a bus just because you looked at them or said hello. I call the nastiest people in Virginia, which I consider north now...because they're mean to me. The people in Boone who I call, perfectly pleasant.

Two words...(okay well three) hushpuppies and sweet tea...okay four.

Lower gas prices, yeah it'll still cost you a second mortgage and your first born child, but it's still lower. Maybe just a penny, but I'll take it. After a year of saving those pennies I could buy...a stick of gum.

Many more radio stations. Yeah, you say 'that's a stupid reason' but if you're up north and you're stuck with five radio stations, which all play the same eight songs, you'll see what I mean.

All of my family lives within ten miles of each other. My closest relative in NH was 40 minutes away. Granted, that could happen here, but it hasn't, nor do I think it will. So if my car breaks down and I need help (like that ever happens), or I need an egg (it's happened), or I just want to see my family, I can do that! And quickly! I wouldn't want to drive 40 minutes for an egg. At least I don't think I would. Maybe if I needed it REALLY badly.

My best friend in the world is here. She's been my best friend (in the world) for 14 years and it's nice to see her more than four times a year. Secretly, deep down, we're probably getting sick of each other. But I think it's so far down, we're not even aware yet! Nor will we ever be. We'll only ever find out if one of us gets hypnotized, which I'm doubting will be an event either one of us ever volunteers for. Unless something goes horribly wrong in Vegas next month.

Church. It's right up the street. It's big. I go there. NH...not so much. There's a church every mile and a half here. I find that comforting...silly, but comforting. Probably unnecessary, but comforting.

We actually have four seasons here...well we did until global warming set in. NH has two seasons...black fly and mud. Oh yeah, summer and winter too. Anyway, it's nice to have flowers bloom in April and not have to sit around looking at naked, half-dead trees for three months before that blooming thing kicks in.

Now I feel I should give the north (NH) its dues. The water there is amazing, to drink, whereas here you might as well drink out of a pool. I would swim in any body of water there, but here I'm hesitant to stick a toe in the water. It's also not quite so hot there in the summer, but the cold cold winters sorta balance that out. Snowmobiling. Miss it! Unless I want to illegally snowmobile on the Blue Ridge Parkway I don't get much opportunity for snowmobiling. That and we don't have any anymore. NC is a more populated state, but with all the dang tourists in NH who can tell the difference.

So now that I've clarified that for all of you...well, that's it. I've clarified it for you.