The two-year-old was in much better spirits today. A few small break downs. After the all-out tantrum in Atlanta, it's going to take a major toddler blow-out to phase me.

I was quite amused by a brief conversation I had at a Hardees in Wassau.

Me: I'd like a kids meal with chicken strips and an orange drink, also a #1 with a diet coke.
Fast food guy: You have an accent, it sounds British.
Me: I'm from Louisiana.
FFG: That's funny because you don't sound southern, you were ordering and I was thinking you could be from England.
Me: Um, yeah, I guess maybe a southern accent could sound British...

Yeah, probably not. What's really amusing is that I didn't grow up in the south and most southerners would tell you I sound like I'm from up north.