Redneck Love

Big Lug took today off. As I type this, he's busy online checking out prices for Sirius Satellite receivers. I don't Dr. Phil or Oprah but this good ole girl sure could do NASCAR channel's Tradin' Paint no problem.

On Sunday we had to get a home unit for the receiver so we could at least listen to the race on NASCAR channel. We don't blame TSN for not bumping their CFL coverage for the weather delayed Richmond race. Canadian football is definitely as important as NASCAR races to Canadian Rednecks. We do however blame Shaw for not having Hot Pass coverage of the race. Big Lug jokingly said with how much fun I was having listening to the race on radio, I'd be asking for a second receiver. I snorted, rolled my eyes and let loose with a "Yeah right."

Thanks to Kidlet's diabolical plan to get a ride to school, I got to listen to one of the NASCAR channel's talk shows during our drive to Starbuck's. Big Lug's logic was that as long he was on the road so early, he might as well take his favourite gal to Starbucks. The smell of Big Lug's Venti Latte intermingled with the smell of my Tall Strawberries & Crème Frappuccino in our 1997 Blazer. To offset the Yuppiness of those fancy drinks was the Good Ole Boy hilarity of the Morning Drive. By the time we got back home, I was giggling and sheepishly asking Big Lug pointed questions about how much a second receiver cost.

Never mind jewellery, flowers or chocolates, redneck love is buying your wife a Sirius Satellite Receiver so she can listen to the NASCAR channel while she's at home. Don't worry Country 105, I'll still listen to the Odd Squad in the early morning. As for the Scott Phillips show and the Drive Home Show, that's why I prefer my 1987 AM/FM Walkman to a 2007 iPOD when I'm out of the house.

Proverbs 12:4 A virtuous woman is a crown to her husband, but she that brings shame is as rottenness in his bones.