Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Wednesday is "Oh no he di'in't!" Day.

oh no he di'int: A response to a bold statement, accusation, or action;

I’m not quite sure how to begin this post because I’m still just that baffled.

I really am y’all.

I’m baffled you see, by the phenomenon that seems to be occurring with this whole moving to Michigan business.

I know I shouldn’t be surprised. After all, if you knew what kind of small town I was from you wouldn’t be surprised either. And for those of you who do know, I have the utmost confidence that you’re not surprised at this point in the story.

But you might be after this doozy.

As one might suspect, the news of our pending move to Michigan has spread quickly in our little town. I mean my parents are very public figures in the town and it is my hometown so I know a lot of people too, I suppose. Brandon thinks I know the world because every time we go out I see someone I know.

But I digress.

The point, people is this: Word is out.

And so when we’re out at Wal-Mart (aka the town square) and at church, lots of people are coming up to us, telling us how excited they are for us and how proud they are of me.

I am extremely grateful for all the congratulations because this is the first wildest dream I’ve ever had and so I will readily admit it is so nice to hear that people are proud of me.

BUT Y’ALL the last three people that have said such to us at church follow up with this question every time.

“So are you going to be a Spartan or a Wolverine?”

And the first time I thought, Oh they don’t know I’m going to a private school. So I said, “Well, I’m going to a private school so neither.”

“Well, you have to pick one or the other, it’s like OU and OSU you know. Well of course you know you’re a Sooner.”

My brain at this point had a thought that went a little…okay it went exactly like this:

I’m sorry, but DO WHAT?????

Except, you have to remember that we’re in the South, so my facial expressions were the opposite and my response was this: “No we’ll always be Sooners.”

The second time it happened, Brandon was with me, except he doesn’t shield his looks like I do. I think it has to do with that whole deal of him being a man and all.

Anyway, he says, “Um, you’re kidding right? There’s no way I’m rooting for a Big Ten team and I definitely know there’s no way she is.”

And y’all, the church member couldn’t believe it.

We got in the car and Brandon was like, “Were they serious?”

“Apparently so.” I told him.

The third time it happened, I laughed at the person. Then I told them the story about why I was laughing, told them I was going to a private school and STILL…they wanted to know why I wasn’t choosing one or the other.

UM…HELLO?????

These people know about how hardcore my family is about the Sooners.
These people know I am an alumna of the University of Oklahoma.
These people know that I bleed crimson and cream.

So on what planet would this make sense?

So, when we were eating with my family at lunch that day, I told them the story because I was still a little baffled by the situation.

And my dad says, “Oh no he di’in’t!”

He thought he was quite the jokester and my brother and husband all laughed with him.

My mom, a more reasonable person and a female might I add said, “I don’t know why people would ask you that sis.”

“Thanks mom, I thought the same thing myself.”

So, just in case you might have forgotten or are new to the Ruby Turtle Hippie Times…

I am Sooner born.
I am Sooner bred.
When I die, I’ll be Sooner dead.

Thank you very much.

Unless of course, those teams beat my twin cousins alma mater, Notre Dame.

Then I might be persuaded for all of about two seconds.

Happy Wednesday.

4 comments:

Jessika said...

Shhhooooot Girl! I'm not sure what they be trippin' on but they ain't got some things straik.

Brittany Ann said...

Teehee! Thank the Lord, you didn't even humor them!

brown eyed girl said...

Yeah, I mean, if I moved smack dab in the middle of Seattle or St. Louis or Boston or Tampa or LA I'd never become a fan of one of those baseball teams. I was raised on a steady diet of New York Yankees and some things just don't change.

Just tell your people, "I'm an OU fan, kthxdie." :)

Jane said...

hahah girl you are funny! loves it!

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