After trudging down a long and very difficult road, Tanis, a.k.a. Redneck Mommy, and her family have adopted a five-year-old boy. Words simply cannot express how happy – overjoyed, really – I am for them, and for Tanis; adopting a child was something that she badly wanted, and it hasn’t been easy for her, or her family. To think that this has finally happened for them, that their wish has come true…well, it makes my heart swell. It couldn’t have happened to a better bunch of rednecks.
In honour of Tanis and her new son, Catherine, Kristen and Katie have gotten together to put on a virtual shower – a themed shower, specifically: What makes you a redneck mommy?
Well…
Many of our belongings (furniture, art, tchotchkes) have come to us by way of someone else’s curb.
Crinkle fries constitute a fancy meal.
They’re not undershirts, they’re beaters.
Oliver has a huge chip in his front tooth. (I’m working on the mullet.)
Mowing the lawn is a big deal around here – that’s when Dave tows the kids behind him in a haphazard, one-wheeled cart he built with scrap wood and spray-painted black.
I’ve been known to say things like “Get’ir dun!”, “Giver!” and “Giddyup!”.
There's a maple tree in our backyard that we commonly refer to as The Pee Tree.
Beanies n’ weens are a popular dish in my family (but, admittedly, we do try and class it up a bit by calling them Big Reports).
Dave and I wanted to make Julia’s first Easter special, so we gave her a basket filled with her favourite things: a toilet paper roll and an empty water bottle.
I have a pair of shoes that I refer to as my shitkickers.
I could go on, but…clearly there’s a dash of redneck in me. Not as much as Tanis, of course, but enough to know a good redneck thing when I see it.
Congratulations, Tanis!
(There's still time to get your entries in – killer prizes up for grabs (including hand carved sex toys and an I Heart Cooter t-shirt) and ways to donate to great charities. Details over at Playdate.)
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Ah yes, the pee tree.
Anyhow, we are going to make fine inlaws my dear, fine inlaws indeed.
February 15th, 2009
I love you.
More and more every damn day.
And not just cuz I want you to feed me beanies and weenies while wearing shitkickers and telling me to ‘Giver’.
Rawr.
Thank you Tulip. For your friendship and for your love. I can’t wait for you to meet the Kid.
February 16th, 2009
Dang, how is Dave going to scare away Julia’s future boyfriends without a handy dandy shotgun? ;)
February 16th, 2009
Oh, how I wish we had a Pee Tree. Unfortunately, the only trees left are in our front yard (on our sort of busy street), and somehow that seems like a less appropriate place for a Pee Tree. Maybe we’ll just have a Pee Shrub.
February 16th, 2009
I’m guessing from the blog posts around the internet this weekend, that there are a lot of rednecks among us.
Great list!
February 16th, 2009
I know not of what you speak of.
Really, quite refined over here.
yup, pretty sure.
we do, however, have a very nice stove on our front porch. vintage. yes, vintage. everything we own is “vintage”
That is AWESOME that they were able to add to their family!
February 16th, 2009
Wow, I will store that Easter tip away for this year; those are my 1-year-old’s favorite things too.
February 16th, 2009
Tulip I had no idea you were such a Redneck.
Ok some idea, just not all these deets.
February 17th, 2009
i need me a cooter t.
February 20th, 2009
We have a lot of ‘recycled’ furniture :)
February 20th, 2009
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