February 15th, 2009
Because rednecks make the world go ’round
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.)
