Friday, December 24, 2010

Southern Pakistani

Have I told you guys yet that my husband harbors some secret dream to become a good ol' Southern boy? It's not just the Monster Trucks, though it may have started there. He wants to go hunting, he wants to go fishing. He was looking through sale circulars in the mail and told me he wants to buy one of those ubiquitous country boy plaid jackets. He goes to Tennessee to attend woodworking classes. He reads magazines about whittling and takes his carving knives on vacations. He said he wants to retire to a farm one day and wake up at the crack of dawn to milk his cows and/or goats. He is obsessed with trucks and wants to own the biggest one he can find, as well as fix up some old truck too one day. Though he gave up smoking a long time ago, he still wants to smoke a pipe. A pipe! Like he's some old man!

I come from The South but my Pakistani born and bred husband seems to be working harder on embodying the typical redneck persona. I sometimes joke that it's because he's SOUTHERN Pakistani!