Don't let the title of this blog entry fool you. This post is about real southern hospitality, not about the restaurant with the same name in NYC. I went to HEB with Caleb yesterday and of course, while we were there, he bribed me into getting him some candy. What can I say? I'll trade candy for his hugs and kisses any day of the week! I haven't been to a normal grocery store in so long and I actually felt like I didn't know where anything was. So, to cure this, I stopped and asked 'for directions.' Here is how it went:
Me: Excuse me, is there a candy aisle?
HEB Lady: Why yes, it's on aisle two, darlin.
Me: Thank you so much!
Me inside my mind: Did she just call me darlin? And she doesn't even know me? Wow!
(insert warm heart and huge grin here)
TEXAS IS AWESOME!! I never want to leave again!...well, except for vacations and maybe an occasional shopping trip to NYC. :)
