Becoming southern....

So, I'm becoming southern.

I landed a job working for Nascar.
No, I have never watched more than 3 minutes at a time of a race.
No, I only know the #8 and #24 cars.
No, my soon-to-be wife doesn't like it.

But I'll be doing maintenance on the buildings that Michael Waltrip and Dale Jarret work in and their visitor's center.

I guess you can begin to call me redneck.

In addition, I've learned a few southern phrases this weekend:
"I'm fixin' to do that" - in the north we say fixin' in relation to work getting done, not future work.
"You mind well?" - i guess it's asking if i listen/obey well, from what i'm told.
"I might could" - still haven't figured that one out.
"Going 90 to nothin" - i guess it means going non-stop.

We'll have to see if I adapt many--or any--of these phrases.

But, i will adapt the love for the sun and warm weather....even though i know ya'll have put the fear in me about the summer heat.

9 days till the wedding! Candice and i can't wait!