The Sip.

3.23.10
After a much needed long nights sleep, as well as the discovery of a good new trashy TV show by Maggie and Krista (it’s called Jerseylicious… watch it), we awaken to a gloriously sunny Mississippi morning. That and Starbucks makes it the best start to a day we’ve had in a while. We met up with Caley’s friend Kayla for lunch at a college bar/diner called the End Zone, the kind of place where you sit at a counter and there are newspapers everywhere and Southern Miss posters on the walls. Next stop – Bop’s Frozen Custard. No matter that it was only 11:30 am… we’re on a Southern culinary adventure here.

Later in the day Caley’s friend Melanie, who we stayed with, went to pick up her wedding dress from being altered and we got to come along and browse through not only wedding and bridesmaid dresses but also shoes, veils, headbands and jewelry and become true traditional feminine stereotypes discussing and debating the merits of strapless necklines and how long a train should be. Caley tried on her bridesmaid dress also and both looked gorgeous. All this wedding preparation got us girls thinking about how we want our own weddings to be – Caley in a black dress, Maggie in a romper with an open bar, Krista wants hydrangeas (roses under NO circumstances), and Ruth will wear whatever the hell she wants and you all will like it (that’s verbatim).

For dinner we went to Leatha’s, a family owned BBQ place featured on the Food Network’s Diners, Drive-Ins and Dives. We discovered that they had changed their menu for the show – no barbecued possums or squirrels were to be found. But Ruth, Caley, Melanie and her fiancé James enjoyed pulled pork and barbecued chicken while Maggie and Krista got coleslaw and potatoes…. the only things on the menu that didn’t contain animals. The muu-muu-wearing lady that worked there was very friendly, even to the point of telling Ruth her taste buds were messed up because she couldn’t tell the difference between Coke and Pepsi. Although we may have ordered with skeptical looks and the incredulous question of “Y’all don’t want no meat??” when Maggie and Krista only ordered sides, we left to the refrains of “Thank ya baby, ‘ppreciate ya baby, see y’all later.”