Wednesday, July 1, 2009

The life of a Southern Woman

I have reached perfection. Completed the circle. Am floating on Cloud 9. Achieved nirvana.

I have the perfect ratio of hangers to clothes that need to be hung in my closet.

I consider it the first small feat of many that I shall achieve as a soon-to-be housewife.

Ahhhhh.

Many have warned me, but few have educated me on the culture that is the American South. I know it's part of the United States. I know it's hot. And I certainly know my hair will likely not cooperate with the humidity. But as for the traditions and overall mindset of what it's like to be a Southern woman, I have no clue.


As if you couldn't tell. For some reason I think this picture wouldn't get me in to the Society of Southern Belles.

But I have a feeling the perfect ratio of hangers in your closet helps.

They must have books on this sort of thing. How-to diagrams?

I figure I will need an apron. A good pitcher for sweet tea. Knitting needles (and perhaps some knowledge of knitting). A fancy hat for church. And yeast. Definitely yeast.

That is the thing that makes bread go? Right?
 

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