You Know You're From Louisiana When...
The crawdad mounds in your front yard have over taken the grass. I personally don't, but you do see it sometimes.
You greet people with "Howzyamomma'an'dem?" and hear back "Dey fine!" Ah yes, so true, I find myself using that more and more.
Every so often, you have waterfront property. Yeah, we had some this weekend again.
When giving directions you use words like "uptown," "downtown," "backatown," "riverside," "lakeside," "other side of the bayou" or "other side of the levee." I don't use these, but people have a tendacy to assume that everyone has lived her all their life and they know where the Old Mall is or where Goudchaux's used to be. Wouldn't the other side of the levee be in the river?
When you refer to a geographical location "way up North," you are referring to places like Shreveport, Little Rock or Memphis, "where it gets real cold." Not me, but those places do seem way far away.
You've ever had Community Coffee. Yes, but it's not my favorite.
You can pronounce Tchoupitoulas but can't spell it. I can say it and spell it.
You don't worry when you see ships riding higher in the river than the top of your house. I was really taken aback when I was in New Orleans and the top of the cruise ships are visible over the tops of the buildings. Talk about bizarre!
You judge a po-boy by the number of napkins used. What other measure would there be?
The waitress at your local sandwich shop tells you a fried oyster po-boy "dressed" is healthier than a Caesar salad. Yeah, I don't eat oysters.
You can eat Popeye's, Haydel's and Zapp's for lunch and wash it down with Barq's and several Abitas, without losing it all on your stoop. I've never had Haydel's but all the rest are good. And I've never thrown them up LOL
The four seasons in your year are: crawfish, shrimp, crab, and King Cake. Pretty True
You "wrench" your hands in the sink with an onion bar to get the crawfish smell off. You have to use something. They make your hands smell nasty for days.
You don't learn until high school that Mardi Gras is not a national holiday. Well, I knew that but I guess because I've lived elsewhere.
You believe that purple, green and gold look good together. They Do!
Your last name isn't pronounced the way it's spelled. Well, I guess so, the pronounciation seems obvious to me, but nobody prounces it right.
You know what a nutria rat is but you still pick it to represent your baseball team. I know they're pests and are a serious problem to the waterways, but they are kind of fun to watch.
You have spent a summer afternoon on the Lake Pontchartrain seawall catching blue crabs. No, I never did that.
You describe a color as "K & B Purple." Not too much anymore K & B is gone, I guess now it's CVS after changing hands a few times.
You like your rice and politics dirty. Sure, who doesn't?
You pronounce the largest city in the state as "Nawlins." This is a myth, I don't know anyone that pronounces it that way for real.
You know those big roaches can fly, but you're able to sleep at night anyway. Man those things are gross! I just pretend they don't exist.
You assume everyone has mosquito swarms in their backyard. Not me, I have wonderful mosquito abatement services.
You realize the rainforest is less humid than Louisiana. I've often wondered about this. I wondered if it rains as much in a rainforest as it does here.
You learn that a seat belt makes a pretty good branding iron... Yes it does.
You discover that you can get a sunburn through your car window... Check out my left arm compared to my right arm...distinctly darker than the other!
When out of town, you stop and ask someone where there is a drive-through Daiquiri place, and they look at you like you have three heads. I have one pretty close to my house, but I never go to them. I rather disapprove of them.
You have flood insurance.
Your burial plot is six feet over rather than six feet under. Don't have one yet, however, that doesn't seem to be much of an issue in my immediate area.
You consider a Bloody Mary a light breakfast. Never had it.
You push little old ladies out of the way to catch Mardi Gras throws. Me push them?? How 'bout them pushing me? Don't be fooled by those "little old ladies" they're ruthless.
You leave a parade with footprints on the top of your hands. I don't really get what footprints on the top of your hands alludes to.
You have a parade ladder in your shed. No, I don't like parade ladders, last parade I (or someone in our group) just put Eva on our shoulders.
Your first sentence was "Throw me something mistah" and your first drink was from a go-cup. Go cups, LOL, those always remind me of my Uncle Randy. He likes his free refills from Circle K.
You worry about a deceased family member returning in spring floods. Not really
You reply to anything and everything about life here with "Only in Nahlins". No, I don't live in New Orleans.
You have a monogrammed go-cup. No, but I bet Uncle Randy does LOL Oh and I know my sister and her friends had personalized go cups.
You get on a bus marked "Cemeteries" and don?t think twice.
You shake out your shoes before putting them on. I tend to wear sandles or flip flops so I can see what's in there.
Your sunglasses fog up when you step outside. This does happen a lot which is one of the reasons why I don't tend to wear them.
No matter where else you go in the world, you are always disappointed in the food. Oh yeah, it's weird because I find that even chain restaraunt food tastes better here.
You get up in the morning and start cooking a pot of rice before you give any thought to what you'll fix for dinner. LOL, not really, but I'm forever making rice.
You ask, "How dey running?" and "Are dey fat?" when you're inquiring about seafood quality. Again, not personally because I don't tend to inquire about seafood quality, but people do say that.
When it starts to rain, you cover your beer instead of your head. No, because I never walk around with a beer, but I've come to accept that umbrellas are useless and just run instead.
You call tomato sauce "red gravy." This is something that baffled me for awhile. I had no idea what red gravy was. I thought it was going to be something horrible like blood sausage. J and his family use the term red gravy, but I don't.
You eat sno-balls instead of throwing them. Definately
Your house payment is less than your air conditioning bill. Fortunately, I live in an energy effecient house.
Your grandparents are called "Maw Maw" and "Paw Paw." Yes, all of mine are.
You fall asleep to the soothing sounds of four box fans. No, we have central air...do ceiling fans count?
No one eats healthy. Fried Batter is actually a menu item in some restaurants. The place I eat every Wednesday will sell fried batter chunks. I usually stick with a salad thought.
You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends from Louisiana.
Monday, July 18, 2005
You know you're from Louisiana when...
I found this on WhizGidget's blog. I thought it was fun.