Back in 1970 I moved 40 miles away into the Ga mountains. They called me a "ferener" foreigner. LOL I never quite fit in there and was glad when we moved. Beautiful country, though.
In North-Eastern part of Tn. where I lived as a child, my aunt would say"purt near but not plumb", when she needed a glass of water 3/4 full..
My husband graduated from The Citadel. We went to Charleston to quite a few reunions. I remember him talking about how people in Charleston would talk about "south of Broad" and living 'south of Broad".
Flarabel3
Many southerners have the habit of adding "and everything" (pronounced an' evvathang) in case they forgot something.
Example, " I grabbed my hat an' evvathang and left.
Hmm, two Vs print as a W. I'll drop one v so that it will be less confusing an' evathang.
You know how little girls love to sit around and listen to the ladies talk, well, I remember the first time I heard my grandmother, my dad's stepmother, say "Shut your mouth!" to my mom in the kitchen. I thought they were arguing and that she was mad at my mother!
Also, this is not a saying exactly, but-I used to sit under the dining table and listen to my older cousins talk about plans and want to go off with them. I was 8 years younger than them, they talked in pig-latin so I wouldn't know what they were saying, so my mom taught me to talk pig-latin too. My husband just cannot do it though, LOL!!
OO-day oo-yay, ant-way oo-tay o-gay oo-tay ee-they ore-stay?!
Flarabel..Living "South of Broad" in Charleston refers to living south of Broad Street, which means you've got LOTS of money and probably old money. It's where the biggest, oldest homes in Charleston are. These people are also known as SOB's :-) There's also a restaurant here called Slightly North of Broad or SNOBS.
clarity, what's so sad about those SOB homes is that most by now are probably owned by "furinners".
grammyjessy, I know you're right. However, as long as the homes are maintained, I guess I can deal with it. SOB's are still SOB's :-)
Here in E Tx., you don't take or drive someone, you carry them, that took some getting use to as I am Southern, but hadn't heard that expression, lol.
Dad Gum, is something I've said all my life, beats cussing.
Whatago, instead of, a while ago and of course warsh the clothes, my daughter often reminds me, wash does not have a "r" in it, and for the life of me, it takes a real effort for me to say it right.
You don't have to be invited over in the South, you just drop by, and are invited to stay and eat and make yourself at home.
There's no good-by, just "ya'll come back later, ya hear.
