Something terrible has happened. I had resisted for over ten years. I thought I was immune. But a couple of months ago it started to happen… Y’all entered my vocabulary.
I honestly don’t know how or why it happened. I just heard it come out of my mouth one day. And then I typed it in an email without even realizing it. What the hell?!
I find this disturbing for several reasons:
1. I’m not from Texas.
2. I vowed to myself, when we decided to move to Texas that I would NOT change how I spoke. I’m from the Midwest, dammit! When I was growing up, some cousins moved to Texas. Inside of a year they had acquired very noticeable accents and were y’alling us every other sentence. It was baffling, to say the least.
3. Is y’all a “gateway word”? Is y’all the marijuana of Texas slang? What’s next? Ustacould? Fixin? Ahhhhhhh!!!
Maybe if I just use it a bunch, I can get it out of my system. What do y’all think about that? Will y’all quit reading my blog because I keep referring to y’all as y’all? Do y’all realize that I have used the word y’all eleven times so far? Okay, I think that did it. Let’s hope so. Y’all have a great weekend! Crap! That was the last one, I promise. (Who am I kidding? That might not be the last one. Haven’t you heard? Marijuana is addictive.)