tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7044166228612663288.post3753446616294666059..comments2024-03-01T11:18:22.535-05:00Comments on Inside Nancy's Noodle: Adjusting to the Land of Cotton KindnessNancyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05894799922341495196noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7044166228612663288.post-20290082149413243222011-07-05T11:42:29.888-04:002011-07-05T11:42:29.888-04:00Well, now, let's see here, Dearie. I absolute...Well, now, let's see here, Dearie. I absolutely ('scuse me, I have to check my honesty thermometer...) agree with you! I grew up in S.C. (or, shall I say, I GREW in S.C.) I grew manners and nice-ness at the expense of honesty; as a result, I don't even KNOW how to speak my truth without fearng I'll hurt someone else's precious feelings; therefore, I rarely tell the truth. Aren't we called TO THINE OWN SELF BE TRUE? Can we find just a little ole happy medium here, say like, Honey, bless your heart, I feel for you that you grew up in Ohio. But it's not your fault. Here, have some of my sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet tea, though, and sit a spell. Keep it coming, Nancy. Glad I found your blog!!!!GRITSnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7044166228612663288.post-10501858484080010062011-06-23T22:04:13.000-04:002011-06-23T22:04:13.000-04:00Oh, goodness, it's so nice of you to take the ...Oh, goodness, it's so nice of you to take the time and effort to put these precious thoughts together - bless your heart! They're also the biggest load of codswallop that I've ever had to wade through.<br />But you certainly nice and you look 10 years younger than your real age. Bless your heart. Honestly, BbAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7044166228612663288.post-34412905768762634002011-06-22T00:15:21.466-04:002011-06-22T00:15:21.466-04:00I must admit that I've grown up in the south a...I must admit that I've grown up in the south all my life. Never once have I lived outside of the great state of North Carolina. Now, with that being said, I often wonder if I was switched at birth. I don't have southern qalities most of the time, and I don't mingle well in social settings unlike my southern peers. Small town life seems backwards to me, and I enjoy the quasi city life. How I've survived thus far is a mystery. I take that back, it's called Zoloft.<br />I actually understand a lot of what you said, and it brings some of your mannerisms into perspective, Yankee. <br />I present to you, a golf-clap. :) Seriously, you should have something published!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07060767471072268015noreply@blogger.com