We had a fish fry at my mom and dad’s house last night. I just thought I’d share this heartwarming picture with you ladies.
If you serve your family ice cream with a garden spade because you couldn’t find the ice cream scoop – say it with me now – you might be a redneck! (Note from Beth: The weirdest part of this is that Keith wasn’t even trying to be funny. He was simply being practical. I saw his handiwork on the counter, motioned for AJ to look as fast as she could and she just happened to have her camera. I’m not sure he ever knew what the big deal was. Welcome to my home.)
Men, don’t you just love ’em. Let me tell you my redneck story. A few years ago we moved up to a much nicer neighborhood. After we’d been here just a few weeks, I bought a scarecrow (the fairly large kind on a wooden stick) to decorate for halloween. I gave it over to my husband to put outside on a gas lantern. When I came home from work the following day he had put up the scarecrow. Much to my amusement, he had lashed that scarecrow to that lantern with about 10 ft of duct tape.
Can you send some of the blue bell ice cream up to North Dakota, please? I spent part of my childhood in TX and I do miss that blue bell ice cream. Nothing like it on the planet! Beth, you can just bring it to living proof live in Billings MT. 20 gallons would do just fine!
ain’t nuttin’ wrong wit bein’ a God-fearin’ Redneck. My father-in-law is a BIG-TIME bass fishermen, (who could use prayers since he is in his third year of chemotherapy for lung cancer), and he caught a “baby” bass on one of his outings — he brought it home and put in the living room aquarium.
Thank you Lord for the gift of laughter! AMEN??
you might be a redneck if you and your two girlfriends are on a road trip and your rock guard happens to fall off the front of your car…and you stop at a piggly wiggly, buy some duck tape…and keep on driving 🙂
(and you might be just plain stupid if you attach the duck tape to the PAINT on the car…not that i would know…;) )
That is hilarious! Poor Keith, just trying to be helpful!
There are no words.
Just laughter. But only ’cause I think I married the same man.
Now this is one determined ice cream lover.
🙂
o toooooooo funny!!! Good times!
We once used a screwdiver and knife I think to open a can of chili beans when we moved into our new house…..obviously it was no big deal to me either….because it worked just fine thank you!
You go Keith!
Oh my oh my – this picture confirms we are ALL a bit off balance! Truly funny!
The picture of the Blue Bell ice cream made me a bit “blue”. We can’t get the world’s best ice cream here in Cincinnati! I will have to partake in REAL mexican food and Blue Bell when I come to Houston to visit family at the end of the month!
Now THAT looks like a fun party!
My youngest daughter and I made Sopapilla Cheesecake this afternoon….she stuck her finger in the cream cheese mixture after we spread it out and said…”Sweet Mercy this is good!” They can hardly wait for dessert tonight..:) Thanks for sharing!
stephanie
How many scoops equals one spade?
Warm in Alaska.
I guess spies in home groups are good for something!
I don’t know what’s more pathetic…Keith dipping his Blue Bell with an ice cream scoop or me walking downtown to the re-opened local soda fountain (the original owner closed it due to illness nearly 20 years ago, and one of his sons has totally renovated it and re-opened it with fancy retro decor and full restaurant seating instead of the pharmacy that used to take up the middle…I was just so sentimental that I HAD to take my kids by to get some ice cream the week after they opened) and then paying a BUCK-FIFTY for a skimpy SINGLE SCOOP in a little paper cup. I was wishing they’d have scooped it with the garden spade! I’d hate to spend ALL my economic stimulas package on Blue Bell Ice Cream…but my tastebuds wouldn’t mind!
Hey, knowing what I know about Keith, I think you should be glad he didn’t use his hunting knife.
What I want to know is, does he know you took the picture? I love it! I’m glad we siestas all can’t post pictures of all the things that would make us all rednecks- Don’t even get me started! Thank you for inviting us to your house,…at least you actually were trying to scoop out the ice-cream. In my family, that’s about the size you use for their own personal spoon! God bless you all!
Lisa in Kirkland, WA
You guys crack me up! I was so hoping that your house wasn’t near as crazy as mine. But it cheers me to also know that you’re just as normal as we are too. keep on livin! carla
that’s hysterical. I KNEW there was a reason I loved you.
Way to go, Amanda! Keep that camera handy! 🙂
I grew up out west, and am more cowboy than redneck, but the real question is how can ya’ll live with only one ice cream scoop and how could it be lost?? Isn’t that like losing your Bible?
Priceless! 🙂
God Bless you all!
Anne in MO
Ok the mud may be on my face, but I was the official “Redneck moment” person last night at our home.
I became the official MOUSE WRANGLER! I had just came in to our home from being outside feeding our basset hound. When to my utter amazement there was a MOUSE. I went for my husband out in the garage, but didn’t get much enthusiasm from him, one way or the other. So I came back in and there it was AGAIN! I shut the door with myself inside the room, having cornered Stuart Little. My husband then nonchalantly walked in and I say, HURRY SHUT THAT DOOR. Next thing I know (Isn’t that a song?) he is on his hands and knees using a paper plate as a ping pong paddle zinging Stuart Little my direction. I slammed a solo cup down…lo & behold….I had captured him. Out to the dumpster Stuart Little went!
Pray that there are NO more! We built our house 14 years ago, and this is the first mouse sighting! AND THE LAST!
NOT ON MY WATCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I had held out for a number of fancy cooking parties…not buying the cookie scoop. I finally took the plunge and purchased both the scoop and the hi-tech ice cream scooper. One day, my man hollers from the kitchen “that scoop you bought doesn’t work right”…he came over to the couch with a big bowl of ice cream, still complaining about the scoop. Imagine my horror a few days later when I set out to make some cookies (that would be perfectly rounded, mind you) to see the metal wand that scoops the dough out of the bowl on to the sheet sticking straight out. Seems he thought that was the ice cream scoop. He broke it and I never got to use it…by the way, the ice cream scoop works perfectly! 🙂
Now that’s the kind of “gardening” I could get into!
that picture mad me sad.
They don’t sell Blue Bell here in DC. I just returned from a business trip to OK where I pigged out on Blue Bell, I even toured the factory! But I miss that ice cream. Nothing comes close.
My husband is known to our family as “the Great White Hunter”. There is nothing that moves , except people, of course, that he won’t shoot at and try and eat!! And to top it all off…”if you can’t fix it with duct tape it aint worth fixin'”.
Isaac’s Mom
Dare I ask? Was this a new gardening tool or had it been used?
Assuming it was new, I believe Keith was on the right track. Shucks, you can get a lot “moore” of a scoop with the spade!
From one ice cream lover to another- whatever it takes! Desperate issues call for desperate measures.
My Mom and I had just been remembering the other day about some of my family that had vice grips instead of faucet handles in their house. My family is from the Ozarks in south Missouri and we would not have thought a thing about your fancy ice cream dipper! 🙂
Michelle
Would all of you blogging siestas in Christ please be in prayer for our church family and community. Our pastor, Dr. Forrest Pollock, and his son, Preston, were killed in a plane crash on their way to a conference in Texas. We know that they are face to face with Jesus right now, but our hearts are breaking for his family. There is info on my blog and a tribute from the SBC. Just pray…Kathy
hy, hy, hysterical!!
The best part is the note from Beth… I can just see Keith thinking, “what’s the big deal, it works doesn’t it?”
Fried fish and Blue Bell? Oh, I gained an ounce just thinking about them. Please tell me you had cheese grits and fried okra as sides!
A true redneck moment! I love being a Texan!
PS: the Blue Bell reminded me- thank y’all Siestas for introducing me to Skinny Cow Ice Cream! It’s delicious!
I got one for you- I went to Walmart to get a Stud finder for my house(just moved in) The cashier looked at it and wondered what it was. I told her “It’s a stud finder, see-I am single and if you put it on a guy and it lights up-he’s a stud.” She said, “really, I will have to tell my daughter about it.” I laughed all the way to the car. Only in rural Georgia!
It’s nice to see ya’ll are “normal” people like the rest of us. I love “knowing” someone famous that is real!
That is hilarious! Sure hope he washed it really good before sticking it in that piece of heavenly icecream!
My husband thinks he MUST have Blue Bell Homemade Vanilla ice cream EVERY night before he can go to bed. I am serious, EVERY NIGHT! And he would not be beyond anything it took to get it out of the carton and into his bowl. Thanks for sharing the picture….it is priceless.
Oh my gosh, way to funny!!! I do wish my husband had tried that instead of bending 2 of my tablespoons so they don’t even look like a spoon. However, my fear would be he wouldn’t wash it and I would be horrified….:)
Have a Blessed Day ya’all!!
Georgia in MI
That is hilarious! Good idea for getting that wonderful Blue Bell ice cream. Being from GA I miss the Blue Bell ice cream! Thanks for sharing.
Oh my! Keith and my husband must never meet.
My husband grew up in a house where his dad once duct taped his sister’s head when she cut it and needed stitches.
My whole family had a Mother’s Day fish fry. Fun times. That is hilarious about your dad. We have red neck moments all the time! Family is the best!
-Ashley McWhorter
We landscape by profession…you should see what a spoon can do!
Thanks for the laugh, your family is great! Love you guys!
PS– Amanda…we had the wonderful privilege of attending the Young Life all staff conference in FL this past January, where Jeff Foxworthy and his wife were guests. They are amazing people of faith, involved in ministry, testimony to the glory of God. He graciously did a stand up routine one evening that made us laugh so hard we were crying. Perhaps you should send him your pic.
A couple of years ago, we had owned a “fixer upper” house (100 years old and completely gutted down to the studs when we bought it) across the street from our home in the Historical District for about 3 weeks, when this couple from the big city of Tallahassee came beating on our door begging us to sell it to them…they were just in love with the beautiful southern charm of our historical district in Thomasville, and he had a degree in urban planning that made renovating this house seem like a dream-come-true….they offered to buy it from us at a price that gave us a small profit (not bad since we’d not even picked up the first hammer yet), so we sold it and looked for something else, but we soon became good friends with this classy Tallahassee couple (who did not share our Baptist roots whatsoever). Saw it as a great opportunity to attempt some relationship evangelism. I hope this doesn’t disturb anyone’s Baptist theology too much, but the couple gave us a bottle of wine for Christmas. Being the good “raised-up Baptist” Christians that we were, we said “thank you” and left it on a shelf in our kitchen. Within a few days, curiosity got the best of my husband. I was hoping to use the bottle (even if we poured out the wine) for a craft project to make a pretty vase for fresh flowers. He decided to open it and just taste it, since at 29, he’d never had a sip. Well, he didn’t get to taste the stuff because we didn’t own a corkscrew, and so he attempted to use his power drill to get the cork out…needless to say, there was crumbled cork and glass shards all in the wine (and all over our kitchen), and the glass neck was completely shattered. We only live 30 minutes north of a major city, but I think there’s a little redneck left in us!
I’m not as impressed with the garden spade as I am the BLUE BELL! I was raised Texan and on Blue Bell ice cream. Now that Im in Albuquerque, NM….we don’t get it here!! I MISS MY BLUE BELL!
that picture is cruel for all of us Texans not living in Texas!!
Too funny! I’ll bet he would use the garden fork-thingy (you know – that hand tool with three prongs) along with the spade for serving salad in a pinch!
We’re all rednecks here in this part of TN!
Hugs,
Adrienne
Now I’m just trying to imagine what he might of used to flip the fish he was fryin’!
🙂 Kelli
Ahhh…Blue Bell!
The only thing more redneck would be if he were eating it right out of the carton with that spade!
What is it about eating ice cream right out of its carton that’s so gratifying for that rebellious streak? 🙂 Just makes the stuff taste better, I think!
Sounds like something my dad would do. He’s such a dork. But I mean that in the sweetest way possible. Gotta love dads! 🙂
This is great. My husband loves ice cream so much that he would probably use that as a spoon and not give anyone else any. His mom makes homeade peach every once in a while and he eats all he can hold with a big serving spoon. the sad part for the rest of us is he stays skinny and the rest of us struggle. It is fun for everyone to watch him eat!!
Thanks for the laugh,
Melissa in NC
That is too good!!!
My daughter-in-law is from Missouri and her dad and her uncle are real cut ups who love to tease us about being from the south. Example: Her uncle asked me at her college graduation party, “Do your feet hurt?” Not understanding, I asked why and he said he thought that us folks didn’t usually wear shoes. The teasing went on about several things and we all got a good kick out of it.
Several months later, we had a plumbing problem at home and I was appalled when I drove up from work and saw our toilet sitting out by the street. But the ole wheels starting turning and I got my husband’s hand truck and took the toilet back to my flower garden, put a big fern in it, took a picture and sent it to her dad asking him his opinion of our new landscape design. They got such a kick out of that!!!
Whatever it takes to get to the BLUE BELL:-) Gotta love the picture. Thanks for putting a smile on my face today.