February 15, 2007
I Knew I Was In Alabama
At Jazzercise many of my fellow exercisers were decked out in red and white in honor of Valentine’s Day. The woman in front of me even wore perky red socks speckled with vibrant multicolored hearts and a red and white polka-dotted ribbon in her hair.
It’s February. Football season ended months ago in other parts of the world. But red and white, coincidentally, are the colors of the University of Alabama, arch rival of Auburn University. Fanatic supporters couldn’t let the wearing of the enemy’s colors go unchallenged– even in the name of love– and so there were also women resolutely outfitted in Auburn’s orange and blue. I think their kicks were slightly more menacing, too.
That’s one way I knew I was in Alabama.
There were minuscule flakes of snow twirling from the sky. It was cold enough that a few piled on the roof and formed a tiny patch of white. The boys talked excitedly about buying sleds and going ice skating. I was able to capture a picture of the meteorological phenomenon that threw the guys into such a tizzy:
That’s another way I knew I was in Alabama.
Last summer I wrote about how it was June and I still had Christmas decorations up. In doing so, I showed a picture of my freezer, which held my frozen napkins, ready for ironing, a bag of lima beans, and a black garbage bag of unknown origin which I did not even stop to wonder about until a reader asked about its contents.
One of my husband’s friends who is a faithful reader alerted him that I was aware of the garbage bag, and it quickly disappeared. I thought no more about it until I was confronted with the shrimp-eating rat sitting on top of my clothes:
You know you’re in Alabama when your husband spends good money to have a common rodent stuffed and mounted.
As with all things though, it could be worse. I could be the wife in Louisiana whose husband came home with the record-setting fox squirrel. Ugh.

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February 15th, 2007 at 1:31 pm, Leeny Says:
Uh, at the risk of sounding hopelessly naive and just plain stupid - that’s not real, is it??
February 15th, 2007 at 2:09 pm, Carrie Says:
snicker, snicker. I knew it!
February 15th, 2007 at 5:29 pm, Lauren Says:
How funny! I got that last photo in an email a couple of weeks ago.
And, I too noticed the “dandruff sized” snowflakes, as the weather guys on tv called them. I got a little excited.
February 15th, 2007 at 8:48 pm, Kayla Says:
Ahh… a neighbor. I’m in Mississippi.. and one of my reminders was going to eat “chicken” at the inlaws house.. and my father in law coming into the living room after dinner with a silly grin on his face asking “now who can guess if that “chicken” was really squirrel or rabbit?”
February 15th, 2007 at 9:58 pm, Shawn Says:
I refuse to go look that up on snopes.
February 15th, 2007 at 11:53 pm, Kathy Says:
I laughed at my kids this morning as they ran onto the back porch to look at the 3 flakes of snow that had stuck to the grill cover. Bring on August and 95 degrees already, I’m sick of this cold weather crap! Oh, and Roll Tide! LOL
February 16th, 2007 at 9:28 pm, Kenrda Says:
Wow, it hasn’t snowed in my area-central CA- since I was 16, I’m 47 now and still waiting. Love the squirrel-glad my men have little sense of humor. Love your posts, they make my day, parenthood is not for wimps.
February 16th, 2007 at 9:36 pm, Karyn Says:
Ah Glamore. Head north for a spell. You won’t believe what we’ve got up chonder.
February 25th, 2007 at 10:27 am, Kirsten Says:
Sadly, I am the Louisiana wife of a man who salted the tail of road kill squirrel. I’ll never know why he chopped it off and keeps it in the attic. He isn’t even red neck. No one knows about it until now.