The Country vs. The City or Something Like That

Ever since I was in Middle School I have worked very hard at not seeming too country. You see I live in the country, the kind of place that you read about. Small Town USA where every one knows your name, and your business. Where wearing a bra with a tank top must be against some law that I haven't been informed of. Even though I lived in the country, when I was in Middle School I HATED it! I wanted to live in the City. New York City to be exact. I worked very hard, I taught myself not to say "ain't", "y'all", "yonder" or any of the other southern words that you can think of. I had a plan, I was going to move to New York with Brandi and we would be so happy! (We were going to open a salon next to Bloomingdale's and live on 5th avenue in a penthouse...did I mention we were in Middle School?) As I grew up and things change I started to appreciate my roots a little more, but still that longing to live in a city is still there. It seems there is a constant battle in my head between the country like this: (On Friday Nights from 7pm-10pm this is what is called "Pickin' in the Park" Its somewhat of a Bluegrass Festival for the locals)

And the city like somewhat like this:

(An annual festival in Asheville called Belle Chere)

Because in the country you get to have time to be still and get loved on by your baby

And spend a summer evening with your family listening to Bluegrass

And enjoy an ice cream cone in the heat of the dayAnd watch the locals "Clog"

I mean where else are you going to find people this age move like this?

Or see views like this on a daily basis?






So that is the country, but the city is great too. There is so much more to do, so many other people to meet, its a faster paced life, and the shopping. OH THE SHOPPING is about 54 different types of good. In Asheville, which is known for its uniqueness you will see a lot of this:

(Dreadlocks, so many different types of nasty I don't even have a number for it)

And every now and then you might even see a Superhero!

(The skinniest Spiderman to ever walk to planet. Soon after this picture the wind blew and he was swept away!)

Or see the "Statue People"

(This is "Statue Guy" he just stands there...all day...looking like a statue. Yup, just stands there all day, yup all day he stands there, never moves, yup)

So, you see, I don't really know that I like one more than the other one anymore. I think there is always a little piece of me that wonders what it will be like to live in the Big City, and have that kind of life. The other part of me is starting to settle into "Small Town USA" and realize that its not that bad. I still don't like the slang, and there are a few things that I may never like but all in all this is home.

I thought I'd leave you with a pic of what happens to little boys when they throw a fit, and want out of the stroller.

(He He He that will teach you, I bet next time you will want to stay in the stroller!)

(But I guess a Snow Cone with Nanny makes it all better)