Deep in the South

All things Southern:

I'm a transplanted Canadian, who is flourishing in the Deep South. Didn't take long for me to trade my "eh" for "y'all"and to embrace all things Southern. Okay, maybe not all things. I still don't care for grits. 

                                                  photo courtesy of preciseportions.com

But from the moment I arrived, I fell in love with the people, their accents, their long-winded stories, and their unique and hilarious sayings. Every time I hear a new one I about bust a gut. 

Here's a few sayings employing tasty Southern food: 

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“Well, butter my butt and call me a biscuit.”

“Well, if that don’t put pepper in the gumbo.”

"Well, that just dills my pickle and frosts my cupcake."

"Can't get blood from a turnip."

"Give me some sugar."

In the South, we love our porches and dogs:

"If you can’t run with the big dogs stay on the porch."
"Looks like somethin’ the dogs been keeping under the porch."                         "You're lyin' like a no-legged dog."

And a few more favorites:

"You could start an argument in an empty house." 

"The engine's running but nobody's driving."

“God love’em cuz' somebody’s got to."

"He squeezes a quarter so tight the eagle screams."

But the following sums up my feelings for the South:

A place where the tea is sweet and accents are sweeter.  Macaroni and cheese is a vegetable.  Front porches are wide and words are long.  Pecan pie is a staple.  Ya’ll is a proper noun.  Biscuits come with gravy.  Everything is darlin’.  And someone’s heart is always being blessed.

And, in case you were wondering. . .

Feel free to share your favorite sayings from the South or from where you live.