Friday, June 20, 2008

Welcum ta Hillsbillyburrah

After two weeks of having no internet and no phones (it has been heavenly, to be honest) we are resurfacing again and ready to become official citizens of Hillsborough (pronounced "hillsburrah" by locals), North Carolina.

Here are some of the things I've discovered about Hillsborough living so far:

1.)This weekend is the city's biggest celebration: Hog Days. People race pigs, cook pigs, dress like pigs, eat like....well, you get the drift.

(This is a photo of the famous Carolina BBQ--mouth watering yet?)

2.) Every man in Hillsborough is required to have a pony tail. Okay, maybe it isn't required, but the cable guy had a pony tail, the carpet cleaner had a pony tail, the furniture man that sold me two matteresses had a pony tail and the guy that delivered the matteresses had a ponytail.
They were all very nice, though. :)

3.)We are far enough "out there" to have a rural mail carrier...you know, one of those guys who puts a light on top of his car and delivers the mail. (Now that I think about it, I think he had a ponytail, too.)

4.) There are a herd of deer that live in our yard. Not just one or two, but a HERD. And they are unfazed by humans. You could walk up to them in broad daylight and get close enough tell them what you thought of them and they would just stand there, chewing your geraniums.

All this may seem very different from lofty Chapel Hill, but Scott and I are aclimatizing rapidly. Starting tomorrow I am going to hang all my laundry on the front porch and I'm going to let all of my kids run around the front yard in their underwear and diapers.

Scott is going to mount his shot gun over the front door.

I should get him to shoot one of the deer and we could put its head up over the fireplace with a geranium poking out of its mouth.

....And, of course, Scott needs to get started on his ponytail.

7 comments:

  1. You should have seen the look on our new neighbor Deborah's face when I suggested I could reduce the deer population with my bow . . . .

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  2. After reading Chelsea's post again, I should have told Deborah that I'd leave the bow home, and just use the arrow. It sounds like I could get close enough!

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  3. I'm so glad you are alive! You have been silent for way too long. Umm . . . that pick is gross.

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  4. Mmm, mmm, that pig looks delicious. It looks like the pig just jumped up their for nap and they closed the top.

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  5. Wow, I guess welcome to good ol' southern country livin'! Ya'll come back now ya here!

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  6. Ah ha ha. You guys crack me up! I hear the girls will be going to New Hope. I use to work there and loved it! Such a great school and the kids there are pretty good too. Hope you guys are settling in well!

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  7. Alright, I was blog hopping through the MHS sites and checked yours out. I grew up in Manti just a year ahead of Scott in school. I had to look and find out who "turkeyboy" was......do those students of yours know that Dr. Dyreng is actually Turkeyboy??? Maybe I somehow missed that nickname growing up. Too funny!!! I can totally understand all the fun that comes with living in the south. We have lived in Georgia for 6 1/2 years and I still laugh at some things. Before we moved to Savannah, we we would cross the river into Alabama or "BAMA" as locals refer to it and I swear they should have had a "Warning: Bubba Crossing" sign posted as you entered the WalMart parking lot. The South really is a great place to live though. I'm so happy that you are doing so well! Best luck with your new job! You have a beautiful family!

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