We are rednecks
Now you might think that we became rednecks during our four year sojurn on the backside of the desert in West Texas, but no... In San Angelo, we had Starbucks, and many of you will remember that Mike used to take me out for a frappucino on occasion. We have moved back to civilization - we now live within an hour of both the nation's capitol and the capitol of Virginia - so what do we do on date night now? Drive to town so we can shop at Wal-Mart, then stop by the Sheetz gas station to get a cup of coffee. Now we are rednecks.