Where I’m From

I am from peaches and pimentos,
from Puffalumps and GloWorms and My Little Pony,
and blankets made of washcloths.

I am from board games and sing-a-longs
and backyard birthday parties.

From big bangs and pony tails,
And smocked dresses and jellies.

I’m from ‘grab a pilla and find a spot on the floor’.
And ‘y’all can all share a blanket’.

From hiding in the football toybox and popping out to ‘scare’ our parents.
And emptying out the dresser drawers and pretending to sleep in them.

I am from say the blessin’-fore-you-eat, if-the-doors-are-open-you-are-there church goers.
I’m from drinking sweet tea dipped from a big metal tub at homecomin’.

From singin’ without the hymnal ’cause you know all the words.
And jumpin’ off the front porch of the church just to see if you could get your dress to fly up over yer head.

I am from loading up all our friends and taking the motor home to dinner after Sunday night church.
And I’m from down-home harmonies of “Goodnight, Irene” before we all went home.

I’m from the guys getting together for some pickin’ and grinnin’ at the “Little House”.
I’m from real country music (and not that pop-esque stuff you hear today).

I’m from scratchy sofas with a matching chair and the little matching foot stool.
I’m from loveseats with no legs, but instead a homemade drawer underneath that holds all the toys.

I’m from jalapeno cornbread and plain ol’ mac and cheese.
From dill pickles and pickled peaches.

From Christmas gifts hidden in Styrofoam cups,
From ridin’ to The Jet for bubblegum and coke,
And dressing up like the California Raisins for the school talent show.

I am Bridget Martin Ivey and I am from here.
Who are you?   And where are you from?

I saw this first on Stephanie’s blog…then Jenn’s…then Emily’s.
And what can I say?  I’m a follower.  (Sorta.)
Wanna make your own?  Go here for the template.
(I kinda took some artistic liberties.  But it’s my birthday, so that’s allowed!)
Or just share a little bit of your story in the comments below!

7 Responses to Where I’m From
  1. Liz Sanders
    June 28, 2011 | 12:33 am

    Oh well, I might just have to do this one!
    I thought it funny that I laughed out loud at a few thing because I remember going out to dinner in that motor home, and jumping off the porch of the church. I remember fire balls, and lock ins/lock outs and Camp Pinnacle.
    Also Happy Birthday what a great way to kick it off!

  2. CathyMartin
    June 28, 2011 | 8:00 am

    Thanks for making me cry……….tears of joy! You are a beautiful, loving, funny, compassionate, creative and VERY special daughter. I love you SO much! Thanks for making me so proud. I LOVE YOU! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!

  3. domestic extraordinaire
    June 28, 2011 | 9:25 am

    This…is amazing. I may just have to do this one time.

    • Jean Bloodworth
      June 28, 2011 | 9:37 am

      I love this! No wonder you turned out so amazingly! Such a fantastic childhood!

  4. designhermomma
    June 29, 2011 | 11:23 am

    We’re from similar places, except for all the y’all you had growing up.

  5. Mary @ A Simple Twist of Faith
    July 1, 2011 | 3:54 pm

    What great memories, I need pull out the old photo albums, and scan a bunch of pictures.