Monday, July 22, 2013
For better or for worse, I have a tendency to pick up "local" accents wherever I go. I don't mean to do it, it is just a bad habit. (Not a problem until I hang out TOO long with friends from Canada as they start to look annoyed.) ;)
After 12 years as a military wife, you never know what I'm going to say!
Anyhoo....it comes with perks. Like drinking with my little brother one night and he says "with each glass of wine, you sound like you come from somewhere else!" Or...the cab driver in Miami, the other day who was listening to me talk to my kids. He finally asked "where are you from?" When I replied, "I was actually born here," he shook his head and said "that's not it." I said, "We live in Indiana, now. Do I have a MidWestern accent?" He nodded and said "THAT'S it!" *sigh*
Although I grew up in Florida, I acquired my "southern" accent more during college in New Orleans and it seems to show up again around family in the South, or when I drink. Ahem. So... I am going to feign innocence (as even the older kids are giving their little brother a "break" on this one) as it isn't TECHNICALLY wrong for him to ask, "What the Hail?"