25 January 2011

Small Town

"Famous In A Small Town"
Travis Howard, Miranda Lambert

They say life is so much sweeter
Through the telephoto lens of fame
Around here you get just as much attention
Cheerin' at the high school football game

I dreamed of going to Nashville
Put my money down and placed my bet
But I just got the first buck of the season
I made the front page of the Turnertown Gazette

Every last one, route one, rural heart's got a story to tell
Every grandma, in-law, ex-girlfriend
Maybe knows it just a little too well
Whether you're late for church or you're stuck in jail
Hey, word's gonna get around
Everybody dies famous in a small town

Tyler and Casey broke up
It ended pretty quietly
And we heard he was caught red-handed with her mama
So that's just what they let us all believe

Every last one, route one, rural heart's got a story to tell
Every grandma, in-law, ex-girlfriend
Maybe knows it just a little too well
Whether you're late for church or you're stuck in jail
Hey, word's gonna get around
Everybody dies famous in a small town

Well, baby
Who needs their faces in a magazine?
Me and you
We've been stars in this town since we were seventeen

Let's go on down to the quick stop
Wear your yellow shades and I'll put on my tight jeans
and we'll just spend the weekend burnin' rubber
And we'll let 'em point and stare in disbelief

'Cause every last one, route one, rural heart's got a story to tell
Every grandma, in-law, ex-girlfriend
Maybe knows it just a little too well
Whether you're late for church or you're stuck in jail
Hey, word's gonna get around
Everybody dies famous in a small town
Everybody dies famous in a small town

I've said it before:  I love my town.  It's a small city, with a small-er town feel.  Cozy.  Comfortable.  Familiar.  Yesterday I dined at my favorite restaurant ever.  Arris' Pizza Palace is a local tradition.  I remember my first visit there.  My dad and mom took me and my sister for a large sausage pizza and a pitcher of Coke.  That was a long time ago.  A lot has changed ~ my family, the restaurant's atmosphere ~ but much remains the same.  I still order that same sausage pizza (handmade Greek sausage, that is)...

...and I still enjoy the view while I indulge.


When you finally go back to your old hometown, you find it wasn't the old home you missed but your childhood.  ~Sam Ewing

There's a lot to be said for small town life.  I wouldn't trade it
for, say, the world.

I had rather be on my farm than be emperor of the world. ~George Washington

It was supposed to snow another 4-6 inches today.  The meterologists were wrong.  So few snowflakes, and they never even stuck.  That means school will be in session.  I'm only mildly sorry.  As much as I love winter, I'm still dreaming of spring.  I've decided to buy flower pots this week.  I won't be planting flowers yet (too many snow angels left to make), but I'll be baking these:
Topped like this:


Or maybe I'll make one of these:

Tomato Tarte
Raspberry Tarte
 
I must, I must, I must quit typing while my stomach is talking to me.  I am hungry!  Due to some health 'issues', I've upped the calories (no regrets, the starvation plan served its purpose) and am dreaming of food.  Good food.  Fresh food. 
 
The farmer has to be an optimist or he wouldn't still be a farmer. ~Will Rogers
 
Farmer's Market food.  I cannot wait!

2 comments:

  1. Love this Stephanie. Oh, how I miss that pizza and that view. I really don't get back there enough. Thanks for a little taste of hometown.

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  2. How sweet, Janel! Let's visit Arris when you come to town!

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