DSU: Home of the Fighting Okra

For our accommodations at summer training Institute, TFA has kindly put us up in awesome dorms at good ol' Delta State University, home of the....Fighting Okra.

This is not a joke. 

SEC loyalty or no SEC loyalty, this. mascot. is. awesome. I'm not really sure what a vegetable wearing boxing gloves is supposed to do exactly, but all I know is I want every sort of memorabilia they have in the bookstore. (Send me your address, you might just get a Fighting Okra shotglass...I mean toothpick holder. It's a dry campus.)

Oh yeah. Mmmhmm.

And seriously? The dorms rooms we're staying in are the nicest I've ever been in. Not only are they brand new, but every room has it's own bathroom. Now this? Is much more my style. Besides, 25 is way too old to have to wear flip flops in a shower. (Actually, any age is. That's just straight up nasty.)

An older woman stopped me in Wal-Mart yesterday and thanked us ("us" being TFA) for being here this summer. She was so sweet, so I tried to get in real good with her (aka suck up) and told her I was a fellow Southerner from North Carolina, to which she replied "That's not the South in my book."

Errr, what "book" are you referring to? Is there a book called "Sort-of Southern States vs. Really Southern States?" The fact that we are having this conversation in Wal-Mart is enough to qualify us both as Southerners.

So what qualifies a Southern state as being "really Southern"? I need help here.

And while you're pondering, check out The Preppy Vegan for my foodie adventures down in the Delta.