OK, so I am not walking in high cotton down in Alabama, but I am hangin out in Arkansas for the week. Sadly, there is no high cotton around during this time of the year, and I am NOT walkin in it, but I am still having fun down here!
Two nights ago, Becca's family down here had a giant family reunion. After eating, they all pulled out their guitars, banjos, bass cello things, bongo drums, and voices. For the next three to four hours they played and sang whatever they knew and more. A lot of what they played was improv. Their improv was better than something I could practice for months. You simply had to start singing a song they never heard before, and by verse two you would have a full guitar band backing you up because they could simply hear how the song was supposed to go. Insane.
Yesterday I went for a quick frog hunt. We didn't get any frogs while I went along, but they had caught four of them at 2 in the morning previously. Later, they cleaned them and I was able to eat my very first frog legs.
Today I am going to go swimming in the above ground pool in the back yard. I think it might be home-made.
We've stayed up till almost 4 every day since we got here. We play games, laugh, and sing (of course, always singing).
It's been pretty fun.
Oh, and sorry if I talk weird when I get back home. I am horrible at southern accents/drawls, but being surrounded by it down here has made me talk... different (it isn't like a southern accent, it's just... different).
I think.
I'm here till Friday, and then for the next three nights I'm staying at Branson. I have been told that I will be the youngest person there by sixty years.
That's about it...
Y'all be good now
