*singing* New Orleans Ladies . . .
You Know You're From Louisiana When...
The crawdad mounds in your front yard have over taken the grass.
You greet people with "Howzyamomma'an'dem?" and hear back "Dey fine!"
Every so often, you have waterfront property.
When giving directions you use words like "uptown," "downtown," "backatown,"
"riverside," "lakeside," "other side of the bayou" or "other side of the levee."
When you refer to a geographical location "way up North," you are referring to places
like Shreveport, Little Rock or Memphis, "where it gets real cold."
You've ever had Community Coffee.
You can pronounce Tchoupitoulas but can't spell it.
You don't worry when you see ships riding higher in the river than the top of your house.
You judge a po-boy by the number of napkins used.
The waitress at your local sandwich shop tells you a fried oyster po-boy "dressed" is
healthier than a Caesar salad.
You can eat Popeye's, Haydel's and Zapp's for lunch and wash it down with Barq's and several
Abitas, without losing it all on your stoop.
The four seasons in your year are: crawfish, shrimp, crab, and King Cake.
You "wrench" your hands in the sink with an onion bar to get the crawfish smell off.
You don't learn until high school that Mardi Gras is not a national holiday.
You believe that purple, green and gold look good together.
Your last name isn't pronounced the way it's spelled.
You know what a nutria rat is but you still pick it to represent your baseball team.
You have spent a summer afternoon on the Lake Pontchartrain seawall catching blue crabs.
You describe a color as "K & B Purple."
You like your rice and politics dirty.
You pronounce the largest city in the state as "Nawlins."
You know those big roaches can fly, but you're able to sleep at night anyway.
You assume everyone has mosquito swarms in their backyard.
You realize the rainforest is less humid than Louisiana.
You learn that a seat belt makes a pretty good branding iron...
You discover that you can get a sunburn through your car window...
When out of town, you stop and ask someone where there is a drive-through Daiquiri
place, and they look at you like you have three heads.
You have flood insurance.
Your burial plot is six feet over rather than six feet under.
You consider a Bloody Mary a light breakfast.
You push little old ladies out of the way to catch Mardi Gras throws.
You leave a parade with footprints on the top of your hands.
You have a parade ladder in your shed.
Your first sentence was "Throw me something mistah" and your first drink was from a go-cup.
You worry about a deceased family member returning in spring floods.
You reply to anything and everything about life here with "Only in Nahlins".
You have a monogrammed go-cup.
You get on a bus marked "Cemeteries" and don’t think twice.
You shake out your shoes before putting them on.
Your sunglasses fog up when you step outside.
No matter where else you go in the world, you are always
disappointed in the food.
You get up in the morning and start cooking a pot of rice before
you give any thought to what you'll fix for dinner.
You ask, "How dey running?" and "Are dey fat?" when you're
inquiring about seafood quality.
When it starts to rain, you cover your beer instead of your head.
You call tomato sauce "red gravy."
You eat sno-balls instead of throwing them.
Your house payment is less than your air conditioning bill.
Your grandparents are called "Maw Maw" and "Paw Paw."
You fall asleep to the soothing sounds of four box fans.
No one eats healthy. Fried Batter is actually a menu item in some
restaurants.
You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends from Louisiana.
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Because I'm nuts (among other things), I guess I'll explain which ones I can totally relate to (I think that's all but one). Lessee . . .
The crawdad mounds in your front yard have over taken the grass.
Firstly, we call them "crawfish" or "mudbugs."
Secondly, this is so true ;-; I remember when I was a kid, my cousins and I would have contests to see who could destroy the most.
You greet people with "Howzyamomma'an'dem?" and hear back "Dey fine!"
This is SO accurate I have nothing to add except -- the "yamomma'an'dem" thing is usually so spoken cuz nearly everyone within a one hundred mile radius is related O.o
Every so often, you have waterfront property.
And it doesn't even have to be because of a hurrican! One of the these days I'm gonna have to put the Lily pictures up here. I live between a bayou and a swamp. My house is just ASKING for it.
When giving directions you use words like "uptown," "downtown," "backatown," "riverside," "lakeside," "other side of the bayou" or "other side of the levee."
For us it's more like "in town," "downdabayou," "updabayou," "acrossdabayou," etc. etc.
When you refer to a geographical location "way up North," you are referring to places like Shreveport, Little Rock or Memphis, "where it gets real cold."
*snicker* This is SO true. To us Southern Louisianians, Northern Louisiana might as well be an entirely different state!
You've ever had Community Coffee.
*slobbers* I've tried the Starbucks stuff. I've tried Folgers. NO ONE CAN COMPETE with our Community *drools*
You can pronounce Tchoupitoulas but can't spell it.
Seriously, this is the way it is for Tchoupitoulas, Natchitoches, Pointe-aux-Chiens, and several other locales in Louisiana ;-;
You don't worry when you see ships riding higher in the river than the top of your house.
Ah, the under-sea-level life ^_^
You judge a po-boy by the number of napkins used.
The messier, the better baby!
The waitress at your local sandwich shop tells you a fried oyster po-boy "dressed" is healthier than a Caesar salad.
This might explain why my cholesterol is high . . .
You can eat Popeye's, Haydel's and Zapp's for lunch and wash it down with Barq's and several Abitas, without losing it all on your stoop.
Hell Yeah!
The four seasons in your year are: crawfish, shrimp, crab, and King Cake.
I'm sorry, excuse me while I go laugh my ass off. (It's shrimp season right now XD).
You "wrench" your hands in the sink with an onion bar to get the crawfish smell off.
Eh, this is the way my grandparents do it. I - on the other hand - have to use comet and alcohol due to my rather bad allergies.
You don't learn until high school that Mardi Gras is not a national holiday.
You mean it isn't? O.O
You believe that purple, green and gold look good together.
You mean they don't? O.O
Your last name isn't pronounced the way it's spelled.
And even if my ancestors had not spoken bastardized French, it STILL wouldn't be pronouced like it's spelled because French is not phonetic!
You know what a nutria rat is but you still pick it to represent your baseball team.
Scarily enough . . .
You have spent a summer afternoon on the Lake Pontchartrain seawall catching blue crabs.
I've only ever been to Lake Pontchartrain maybe three times, and I've never gotten out of the car.
You describe a color as "K & B Purple."
You mean other folks don't? O.O
You like your rice and politics dirty.
The rice, yes. The politics . . . that's just a long-standing tradition. XD
You pronounce the largest city in the state as "Nawlins."
Why, yes. Yes, I do. (Note: If you ever watch Emeril on the Food Network -- My accent is just a wee bit heavier than his).
You know those big roaches can fly, but you're able to sleep at night anyway.
Roaches don't bug me. They don't bite. Spiders DO!
You assume everyone has mosquito swarms in their backyard.
Ah! Our unofficial state bird! I was wondering when this thing would mention you!
You realize the rainforest is less humid than Louisiana.
I cannot imagine anyplace MORE humid is a better way of wording it. As a wise man (Scott McNeil) once said, "You have air you can feel here."
You learn that a seat belt makes a pretty good branding iron...
No lie. My cousin used to torture me and his little sister this way . . .
You discover that you can get a sunburn through your car window...
*nods*
When out of town, you stop and ask someone where there is a drive-through Daiquiri place, and they look at you like you have three heads.
I didn't even know this was a strange thing to Northern Louisianians until I was old enough to drink! Hell, there is a drive through daiquiri place across from my former workplace!
You have flood insurance.
Seriously, it's mandatory. You cannot own property (i.e. a house, trailer, etc.) down here if you don't have flood insurance (comes with the package).
Your burial plot is six feet over rather than six feet under.
Honestly.
You consider a Bloody Mary a light breakfast.
Speaking of Bloody Marys, I could use one right about now - with extra Tabasco!
You push little old ladies out of the way to catch Mardi Gras throws.
People will push babies out of their strollers to catch friggin' throws >-<
You leave a parade with footprints on the top of your hands.
Painful, painful memories >-<
You worry about a deceased family member returning in spring floods.
This has actually happened more than once (erosion + flooding + exposed underground grave = unearthed corpse).
You reply to anything and everything about life here with "Only in Nahlins".
I say something along those lines once every week.
You shake out your shoes before putting them on.
Doesn't everybody?
Your sunglasses fog up when you step outside.
Hell, my GLASSES fog up! I'm blind for the first two minutes outside ;-;
No matter where else you go in the world, you are always disappointed in the food.
Eh, I'm not a picky eater but I do have to say, most other places I've been to don't spice things up like us Cajuns.
You get up in the morning and start cooking a pot of rice before you give any thought to what you'll fix for dinner.
This is unusual in what way?
You ask, "How dey running?" and "Are dey fat?" when you're inquiring about seafood quality.
XD No comment!
When it starts to rain, you cover your beer instead of your head.
O.O Um, yes XP
You call tomato sauce "red gravy."
Yes ;-; But it's only cuz there's always the option of a brown gumbo instead of red!
You eat sno-balls instead of throwing them.
^______^
Your house payment is less than your air conditioning bill.
Only - erm - MOSTLY in the summer.
Your grandparents are called "Maw Maw" and "Paw Paw."
Which is why I always say grandmother/father/parents in the LJ, so as to not confuse those not familiar with the terms ^_^
You fall asleep to the soothing sounds of four box fans.
Until I read this list, I didn't know it was a Louisiana thing O.O Ever since I was a baby I've had a box fan in my room. My bro has one and my parents have one. It's always been like that, and ya know, I can't fall asleep without that humming sound O.O
No one eats healthy. Fried Batter is actually a menu item in some restaurants.
*snickers* I wouldn't go that far!
- Kysra