Thursday, December 20, 2007

You know you're from Louisiana if......

You didn't learn until high school that Mardi Gras is not a national holiday.

You push little old ladies out of the way to catch Mardi Gras throws.

Little old ladies push you out of the way to catch Mardi Gras throws.

You leave a parade with footprints on your hands.

On Christmas Eve, your daughter looks up in the sky, sees Santa Claus and yells, "T'row me somethin', mister!"

You fill your Nativity creche with king cake babies dressed like Jesus, Mary, Joseph, the wise men and the angels.

You go buy a new winter coat and throw your arms up in the air to make sure it allows enough room to catch Mardi Gras beads.

You have seen men in tuxedos boiling crawfish. (I have actually been to a wedding that had a crawfish boil for the reception and the guys boiling the crawfish were in tuxes because they were in the wedding party!)

Every so often, you have waterfront property.

If it rains more than 4 hours,.. you move your vehicles to the high ground.

You worry about deceased family members returning during the next flood. (This happens in Opelousas often....caskets floating down the road!)

You are consistently the second or third person to run a red light.

You have been rear-ended at least 10 times by people who had no insurance.

Other states you visit that "claim" to have cajun food always dissappoint you. (Yeah like Bojangles and New Orleans Riverside Restaurant....these places do NOT have Cajun food.)

You judge a poboy by the number of napkins used.

The four seasons of your year are crawfish, shrimp, crab and oyster.

Someone at a crawfish boil says, "Don't eat the dead ones," and you know what they mean.

You idea of a cruise ship is the ferry. (The Melville Ferry was a very romantic and cheap date!)

You don't worry when you see ships in the river passing by and they're higher than your house.

You can quote chapter and verse of your "Homeowner's Insurance Policy".

You're not afraid when you hear someone wants to "ax" you something. (My whole family says that!)

Nothing shocks you, period, ever. Not politics, hurricanes, red lights, parking tickets, the Saints, Mardi Gras.

Your idea of health food is a baked potato instead of fries with your fried seafood platter.

You have to reset your clocks after every thunderstorm.

You've ever wore shorts at Christmas time. (like now.)

You plan your wedding around hunting season & LSU football.

You have a ditch on at least one side of your property.

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