Why is he a redneck?
When I say redneck, let me emphasize that I don't mean it in a bad way. It's just that so many people are shocked that he grew up in the Bay Area. My husband and I often laugh about what a redneck he is.
For one thing, he works in the yard wearing overalls and a straw cowbow hat. He insisted on getting checks with the NRA logo on them and called me a communist when I objected.
He shot a BB gun at our Halloween pumpkin on Thanksgiving. Well, there is also the fact that we still had the pumpkin at Thanksgiving, I guess. In fact, it may still be in the backyard. But it's not carved, okay? More about the pumpkin later.
Mostly he seems so old-fashioned, never wearing shorts, never owning a pair of tennis shoes, lamenting that no one gets dressed up when they go out anymore, balking at the idea of having a cell phone.
Anyway, after 9 years of marriage, we are very happy, and I wouldn't change him at all. Although sometimes I do want a cell phone.
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