So there's something about this crazy town I just love. It's
far from perfect-- but the people are friendly, the town is big enough to not feel cramped, and yet small enough to have a Southern, quaint feel to it. What's funny is that the 82nd Airborne Division makes up a bunch of the town clientele, I suppose, but that's not who I see when I'm out and about.
I see locals (you thought I was going to say "dead people," didn't you? ha ha). And Army wives. And I love both.
Behold Person-of-Interest #1 in front of Home Depot this morning…
Did you catch that?? That holster and GUN flapping about all willy-nilly on his right hip?? Because I did. And I was quick enough to take a picture, even while looking for a parking spot. Bonus points.
And these beauts. Swear to goodness, this is only about a mile from our house and I have never seen them out and about before. Those would be CHICKENS. IN THE FRONT YARD. Again… bonus points because you know I did a quick U-turn to take that picture.
Betcha haven't seen one of
these trucks before...
…but I have! Up in The Ville!
And what about this fierce combo? A Discount Tobacco and Laundry Mat?? So you can smoke and fold at the same time...
And I know I've shared my boyfriend's picture before but I feel like he deserves a second showing since this post really is all about him…
HE LIVES IN OUR TOWN! How many people get to say that??