It has happened.
It's official.
I have become a reneck's bride.
Yes, you would think I would have figured that out 18 1/2 years ago. But, I realized, as I was driving through Missouri to Illinois that I was paying more attention to potential hunting and fishing sights. As I entered the Land of Lincoln, my eyes suddenly watchful for the condition of farmer's fields, I found myself compairing the height of the corn at home with the recently planted crops along the highway.
Years ago, my sites were set on the closest shopping malls. Where Steinmart was located and the finest dining in the area. What has happened to me?? Shopping seems such a waste of time when I could use my precious hours finding new ways to stew a rabbit.
This morning as I sat in the hotel dining area. We chatted about our expectations for the marketing seminar we were waiting for and talked about upcoming travel...then I saw it. It was beautiful...about 4 inches high...Not quite to the point of an elephant's eye...maybe a rabit's eye?
A field of corn...growing within 10 feet of the hotel's french doors. It was wonderful to see God's miracle of new growth so close to such a sophisticated place. I breathed a sigh of satisfaction, I may never be able to hide the real roots of my hair color...but the roots of country life established when I became a redneck's bride have grown deep...The roots that tied me to city sidewalks have resorbed...and I am so thankful for my redneck life.
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