Hubby, fondly known as Mr. P, and I are misplaced Rednecks, adjusting to the life of city-slickers.
We’re learning to enjoy best of both worlds, so I coined the phrase City-Slickin’ Rednecks. City-slicking life has traffic, horn-honking commutes and a rapid pace. It takes a lot of energy to live in the city. Some find it exhilarating. I find it exhausting.
We look for ways to unwind at the end of long days.
We dig deep into our Redneck roots to find ways to stay relaxed while surviving and thriving the city-slickin’ life. You might remember fire relaxes our family. So does food.
I toldja’ how to make a Redneck Breakfast.
So food AND fire is a sure-fire way to unwind after work in the backyard area we’ve nicknamed the Redneck Grill.
Especially when the chef is so good-lookin’. He’s cookin’ and smilin’. I sat and read a book. I was smilin’ ‘cuz I didn’t have to make dinner.
Beef. It’s what’s for dinner if Mr. P is cookin’. Scott has perfected grilling over charcoal and wood coal fire so he cooks steaks medium rare to perfection, testing by only touching the steak with his fork.
He’s amazing.
Because I’ve finally convinced my husband that steak alone isn’t a meal and that potato chips do not count as a vegetable, we had a salad. We even bring this salad to baseball games with pre-cooked chicken when we’re tired of either being hungry or don’t want to eat another hamburger grilled in lard.
Outdoor dining at it’s finest. Yes, that embellishment is a Bleeding Heart.
No, I didn’t eat it.
Another night we grilled outside, this picture was labeled, “Having a Cow.” Yea, totally having a cow.
I can’t believe he ate the whole thing.
Wait, yes I can!
When life is fast and furious, you have to learn to unwind. But if we only sought physical relaxation, we would still be lacking. The Lord Jesus patterned for us the way to unwind.
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Matthew 14:23
“And when he had sent the multitudes away,
he went up into a mountain apart to pray:
and when the evening was come, he was there alone.”*
I’ve heard the saying,
“If you don’t come apart,
you’re going to come apart.”
We need to come apart from the busyness of our lives, but come into the presence of the Lord.
Don’t just feast on beef, feast on the Word of God.
It’s what’s for dinner.
Christy says
I LOVE IT!!! I can sooo relate!!! I got a portable fire pit for my birthday and I couldn’t be more thrilled – BEST PRESENT EVER!!!!!! I will remember to tell my husband that chips are NOT a vegetable but I’m not sure he’ll believe me 😉
Momma Mindy says
Yea, hubbies can be a little challenging at times, but don’t give up…notice mine was eating salad? A miracle to be sure. Thanks for dropping by!
Andi says
I love any post with “redneck” in the title. Wonder why?
And that steak looks DELISH! Alas, it’s been too hot to enjoy food around these parts lately. Unless it is junk food. And that seems to result in strange dimples on my thighs. Thoughts?
Momma Mindy says
Just wear longer shorts, they cover up the dimples. No WAY I’m giving up junk food…
Yea, much harder to cook a decent meal when the weather is so warm and it says “just sit and sip tea and eat popsicles and devour chocolate…nobody wants dinner anyway”…
Ruby says
I like your style!
I wrote a longer comment and it didn’t accept me 🙁 Try, try again.
Momma Mindy says
That’s why I don’t keep a baseball bat anywhere NEAR my computer. Have had SO many technical problems lately, part of the reason blogging hasn’t been going so well. Have been missing you, dear sister, and praying for you. We are living similar on different continents and I often wonder what you would say about something I’m going through. Would love to be in touch through email.
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Blessings to you!
mary mac says
I love the city slicken’ red-necks! I just got back from vacation home, and nothing makes me feel more like a red-neck then comin’ back to the city. We are escaping to the mountains this weekend to cook some cow over and open flame!
Momma Mindy says
Hoping to see you soon! Loved visiting your adorable SIL in Idaho and seeing a Redneck in her natural surroundings! 🙂 LOVED the country home. Sigh. Back to traffic, sirens, barking dogs and listening neighbors…