Here’s some things I wrote recently….
If You’re Not from Purvis
If you’re not from Purvis, then you don’t know the Tornadoes.
You couldn’t know how the whole town comes together on hot Friday nights in the fall
to watch the Nader’s play.
You wouldn’t know how every store in town sells purple and gold teeshirts
and displays a sign in the window supporting their athletes.
If you’re not from Purvis, then you don’t know the Tornadoes.
If you’re not from Purvis, then you don’t know small town country livin’.
You don’t know about ropin’, rodeos, or huntin’.
You wouldn’t know what a pretty house is because the two acres around it lie between a foul smellin’ pig farm and a dilapidated shack.
If you’re not from Purvis, then you don’t know small town country livin’.
If you’re not from Purvis, then you don’t know Southern dialect.
You wouldn’t know what a winda, a weddin, a pilla, or wudder is.
You probably wouldn’t see the beauty of a sun tanned four year old in scuffed up cowboy boots saying, “Yes ma’am,” to his momma,
If you’re not from Purvis, then you surely wouldn’t appreciate Southern dialect.
But, if you are from Purvis, then you know the name of everybody on your old dirt road.
You can’t go to Anderson’s Drug Store or Movie Star Restaurant without seeing a friend.
You know that the town is early to rise, and goes to bed in the same manner.
“Y’all have a good night,” can be heard from hospitable store keepers as they lock the doors under an unset sun.
If you are from Purvis, you and your family will most likely stay in Purvis
Because no where else can you enjoy the safety, charm, and character of a town like Purvis, Mississippi.
Ashley’s Furniture
Where did our love for Ashley’s begin? I remember getting a Papasan chair as a Christmas gift from Seth during my engagement period. I remember another time, before we got married, coming back to Mimi’s house from a weekend away and returning to new couch pillows, curtains, and a new furniture set up as a surprise from Seth. Those were the times I realized what kind of man I was marrying. Unique, talented, and slightly unlike what I had imagined my husband being. Our first big purchase together as a married couple was a kitchen table. Seth was so involved and considerate of what would be most aesthetically appropriate for our style, dining area, and home. Although Hattiesburg has countless furniture stores, something drew us to Ashley’s. Was it the constant commercial advertisements? The mailers? Or just the name? I wish I knew.
The table was rectangular, sturdy, and black. The chairs had a tall back and a thick soft leather cushion. Over the past few years, and having a food obsessed dog and now a three year old that eats like a college rugby player, the table is used and abused frequently. Our three year old’s chair is typically sticky with a crumb here or there from the latest hot dog or cookie. Since Easter, his place at the table stands out with a bold Spider Man place mat. My spot at the table is recognizable by the pile of papers or books in my place. Papers to grade, books from which to find inspiration or encouragement. Seth’s spot is cleared, unless my things overflowed into his.
It started with the table, but as our home and family grew, so did our furniture needs. Not too long ago, we determined that we needed a new dresser, since our original one had drawers falling out, water marks on top, and was just plain ugly. With a husband like mine, that could only last in our bedroom for so long. So, we determined a trip to Ashley’s was in order.
After falling for the black dining room table, we knew black was sort of our thing. Elegant, but comfortable. Stylish, but inviting. We were drawn to just a few dressers with, of course, black. We especially loved the ones with a multitude of drawers, considering the small size of our bedroom. There is certainly no room for a chester drawer* or nightstand. So, we settled on the perfect dresser. The top was brown, the bottom black. The handles were the new style, I guess called cup pulls, perhaps satin nickel. Sleek, sexy, and mature.
Could we stop with just the dresser? No. Ashley’s had a special that day. (Shocker) If you spent a certain amount, you would get $500 in gas cards and a $100 prepaid Mastercard. Who can turn down a deal like that one? I could, but my Seth could not. We left the store not only purchasing the dresser, but also a new designer couch. Realizing our current recliner didn’t match, we sprung for a new one of the same style. And I bet you can guess the color of the couch and recliner.
We are now known for our strong support of Ashley’s. As we are trying to save money with a growing family, we are perfectly content now going on a date to Backyard Burger followed by a walk through Ashley’s Furniture. The salesperson’s know our faces and don’t mind that we treasure the times we get to explore their store and dream about our next purchase. Or purchases.
* Chester drawers is a Mississippi term for “chest of drawers”