My 'mater' plants. For non-southerners, that's tomatoes.
I responded to Amy's blog post yesterday about dialect, and it got me thinking about how different parts of the country view things. Like sodas. Are you a soda pop person? Or just pop? Me personally down here with my feet in the Gulf, everything is a Coke.
"Want a coke?"
Refrigerators are not refrigerators. Fridge is as close as it gets, and more likely is "icebox".
Someone says "you guys" and I'm looking behind me for a guy. It's "yall". I grew up here and moved away to several places, including 4 years in Colorado. My daughter was five when we came back here, and had her dialect in place. Her Colorado dialect. You guys. I had to teach her about "yall" and she was very confused. Now Crazy Girl says things like "That chick was screamin' like all get-out." She's come a long way in the last nine years.
On the writing front, I got all of one sentence done last night. Freakin' tv!!! Had to watch Castle, though. Had to. He's a writer, so it's kind of like research, right? Cracks me up because he'll have poker games with James Patterson and I know who he is and no one else in my house catches it. And he says things like "Yeah, it's like The Highlander, it never dies." And I'm laughing my ass off and my family is looking at me and blinking in ignorance.