Columbs, Mississippi...Not a Fan!

So, Columbus, Mississippi is a small town. And, by small town, I mean that they have a Wal-Mart. Yep, and they've got a McDonald's too. They've also got a lot of fields and some ditches and a whole lot of run-down looking shanty homes and some trailers; but hey, lots of southern hospitality. All in all, it's a place I'd pretty much die if I had to be stationed at. But, thankfully we'll never have to come here as it's a pilot training base and thanks to four-eyed hubby, it won't happen.

But, Robyn (sister-in-law) is stuck here another four years because she's now an official pilot as of Friday and her hubby graduated last month. And, to stay together for another four years, they decided to become instructor pilots here. So, to make the situation bearable for themselves, they bought a house.

The house is friggin' amazing. It's huge and it's gorgeous. Apparently, you can buy a lot of house in the middle of the southern, for lack of a better word, armpit, for almost nothing. Hopefully, no one I know and love who reads this hails from Columbus and will be offended. If you are, too bad; it's a matter of opinion. Even Robyn cried when she realized she'd be stuck here for a handful more years, even though it meant at least she'd be with her hubby.

It's not really that it's THAT bad. It's quite pretty and the people are nice. But, I NEED a mall, more than three stores within a twenty minute drive and less than three trailers per five people. It's just me, maybe I'm a snob.

At the moment though, Collin is living it up here. Bryon's dad and stepmother rented a cabin on the lake as their accommodations and he's obsessively loving the "boat" idea and the fish, not to mention the hot dogs and mac-n-cheese. He is finally putting to use all that practice of the "airplane" sign we did so much of in preparation of finally seeing Aunt Robyn again and now he pretty much thinks that's her name. He blows her kisses when she's not looking because that's what we do when we see airplanes, of course! So, to him, Columbus isn't so bad.

I think for Mommy, she's just a big town gal. Apparently though there's some good barbecue down here and they have someplace that cooks some pretty amazing food right in some guy's personal crock pots! I'll pass on that and take everyone else's word for it, but local color, right? For now, I'll enjoy my big city assignment and hope for another.