Monday, August 6, 2012
It's All About Me ~ In Pictures Part Trois!
Sigh....If I were British, I would never travel.
I have a thing, of sorts for British men, the accent. I wish I could explain that "thing" but I just can't. It's just a "thing" and I will leave it right there. It actually makes me understand a little bit how I get out of speeding tickets when I play my accent up. I never connected the dots on that before and thought it weird how many tickets I have gotten out of since I moved to Maryland. I think I've gotten one ticket in this state and it was from a chick. I mean I totally know it's the accent but I just never saw the fascination with it. But, I think I finally got it.
My friend Karen is hosting soccer coaches from the UK who teach soccer to her kids and others. It's actually a pretty neat program and how great it must be to travel for something like that and be put up by families across the east coast.
While I just got back from Tennessee so my accent may be a little worse than usual, I found it odd that one of her coaches picked up on it and asked where in the south I was from. I also found it odd that a friend from Nashville had the nerve to make fun of my accent while I was there. WTF? How is that okay? He is from Nashville too! That's just wrong!
Anyhoo, this was the point when I realized my ridiculousness. I was speaking to this totally nice guy, a visitor, a guest in my friends home and I had trouble looking at him. That friggen accent made me feel like a 15 year old school girl. Giddy as hell! So embarrassing! I attempted to clean up Karen's house while he was speaking to me so I didn't have to look directly at him! I'm such a tool!
So this is me, today, NOT watching hot British guys drive away. I swear! I was totally hiding from the children!!!!