Lindsey is Here!!!

Today the amazing Lindsey from over at Sassy Ms Ginger is taking over the blog.She is someone I "met" through blogland and I couldn't imagine not knowing her now. I am so happy to have her here and I just know you guys will love her! 

Hey everyone! I am Lindsey and I blog over at Sassy Ms. Ginger, because well, I am sassy (mostly to my husband) and I am a ginger. I am so excited to post for the lovely and talented Tiffany while she gets her hiney moving, let's everyone give thanks that we aren't the ones moving.....Yet!

One of the many things that Tiffany and I have bonded over is our current housing situation. She and her soon to be hubs are preparing to move north, and my hubs and I are preparing to move to the south! Let's get a few things straight about my moving process, first, the military is a silly silly entity. My husband and I are preparing to move from Kansas to Georgia. You might ask, Lindsey how does one do that? and I would say, well, we have a loan officer, a quality control specialist, and two realtors along with four days to find a house we love, make an offer and have it accepted! About this time I am sure under your breath you have said, Glad it's you and not me! This is us, this is sorta our enthusiasm about the house hunt as well.

Really, it hasn't been that bad, we I get at least 20 listings a day from our realtors with possible options, see we are looking for a renovated old house with a yard and a great kitchen. Apparently the hubs wants bedrooms and stuff but I really only care about the kitchen and the fenced yard. Because lets face it, if I can't cook, no one is going to be happy! I can't be ruining my girlish figure eating at Paula Deen's restaurant everyday, or could I!

As my new friend Shane at Meritage in Columbus, GA explained with the flip of a hand, Oh, honey, in Georgia, if it isn't bolted down it should be fried, and although I am not sure if I intend to fry everything, these Southerners are wacko! So with that I give you my ode to the crazies of the South, (check back to chat about my realtor and our discussions of gynecology and the benefits of not seeing your husband for weeks *wink*).

An Ode to the South by Sassy Ms. Ginger

Dear Northerners get on out,
We already know you aren't from the South.
You aren't using youstacould in your vocab,
and thus our conversation is truly drab.
You don't know about swamps or hand fishing strats,
what do you do in the north? Groom cats?
We are sitting at a takeyourturn, not a four way stop,
why aren't you carrying a glock?
My husband thinks I need a gun,
Because you never know what will happen in this endless sun.
Speaking of which, we met a cop,
shortly after the lady in the car behind us failed to stop,
at the red-light that said DONT go,
but lucky for us we had a fun new cop friend show.
He told us not to live in neighborhoods zips ending with 1, 2 or 3,
and that instead high numbers were where we should be.
Teaching in schools could be really fun, but only if I
got the glock I talked about in stanza one.
People in the South they love to eat and just ask them
they will direct you for a treat.
It will be fried so you can't say no
because everyone is bigger than the next average Joe.
Don't be thinking new age cuisine is for you,
anything fried will do.
Yall stick out like you can't even know,
but if your staying to eat we won't let you know.

See, I told you that you would love this girl! She literally makes me laugh every day when we talk. Make sure you head over to her blog and show her some love.

Lindsey, you are more than welcome to do a post on my blog whenever you want to! I know I want you to do more than one!

 XOXO