Behind the scenes this week I am actually taking you to another STATE! Woohoo!! The beautiful state of Alabama. My home state. Yep. Alabama. Do not make a southern twang with it please. Seriously. Despite what many have seen on television not all Southerners sound like we are from the backwoods of Kentucky. Although Bachelorette Emily is so stinkin' cute with her little accent. Rather, I grew up in Birmingham. A metro city that prides itself on a less twangy accent. In fact, you immediately knew if someone lived outside the city limits because they did indeed have the twang. I didn't get it... why they got the twang. Like it was a disease or something and we didn't get it inside the city lines....and then I moved to the Atlanta suburbs. And was slapped with the twang. Yep. Like a disease it 'twas. I don't think mine is too bad. But my Birmingham peeps really like picking on my new dialect. humpf.
In Alabama I have family still living in parts and yonders. My Dad for instance takes up a dual residence in the booming metro city of Harpersville (kidding really...love that little city, but it is far from booming) and at the Lake. Logan Martin Lake that is. And that folks, is where I ran away to this week. I posted on facebook this, "I've run away from home. Took the kids and my bathing suit." You don't really need much else where we were headed. (Ok. In Alabama we DO brush our teeth with toothbrushes, not hay. So I also packed that you jokers.)