Meet Me In Mmmmble?

So this week I went out to eat with Uncle Wray and cousin Travis (from Cat’s side).  Wray (and Donna Sue) on Monday and Travis on Thursday.  I knew Texans had that loveable southern drawl, but this really drove it home.

So I called up Wray on Monday during lunch to ask about where we could meet, where we should get dinner, etc.  He thinks for a minute and says

“Meet me in Mmmmble.”

I’m silent for a minute.  Mmmmble?  I was reluctant to ask him to spell it for me.  Who am I to say there isn’t a town in Texas called Mmmmble.  So, I tell him that’ll be fine and immediately head to my computer to try and find a map.

Now imagine me sitting at the computer, Google Maps just waiting for me to ask it for magical directions… and I type in Mmmmble, TX.

Google in its infinite wisdom answers

“Do you mean Humble, TX?”

Mmmmble.  Humble.

So I spent two evenings in Mmmmble, TX eating BBQ and steak (good steak! poor BBQ).   You’ll always be Hmmmble to me ;)

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One Response to Meet Me In Mmmmble?

  1. Marisol Byrd says:

    We actually find that people do not understand us, since Aaron and I do not speak Southern. People are always asking us to repeat ourselves. We get frustrated because we think we speak clearly unlike the Southerners.

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