tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005324767450032096.post8001336350716612277..comments2024-03-27T23:00:22.683-04:00Comments on for the love of a house: Living in New England: they talk funny!for the love of a househttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13151787635612708698noreply@blogger.comBlogger67125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005324767450032096.post-43219037532622693792013-11-15T08:00:11.937-05:002013-11-15T08:00:11.937-05:00Wicked! When I am missing 'the sound of New ...Wicked! When I am missing 'the sound of New England' too much, I call my aunts just to hear them speak. Of course, my cross-bred accent of New England and Ohio (with a touch of my dad's Buffalo) makes ME stand out in SW GA! DawnAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005324767450032096.post-37671971843883710442012-08-06T14:15:26.394-04:002012-08-06T14:15:26.394-04:00This post had me laughing. I grew up just outside...This post had me laughing. I grew up just outside of Boston, moved to the New Bedford, MA, area for college (where they have a very special accent of their own), and have been in NH for the last 10+ years. I don't think I really have much of an accent on a normal basis, but when I get around my sister, something strange happens to my R's. My Wisconsin-born husband loves to point it out to me with a laugh. (He doesn't realize that HE's the one who really talks funny!)Lana Siejkowskihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06332094280441968090noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005324767450032096.post-59379600184035330502012-01-27T11:07:24.787-05:002012-01-27T11:07:24.787-05:00That dirt driveway you covered in rocks? That is c...That dirt driveway you covered in rocks? That is called a doah-yahd (door-yard) here in New England. It isn't an official driveway until you pave it! (I grew up in Maine, shoveling the doah-yahd every time it snowed)kanewomanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07388434434946788761noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005324767450032096.post-51920291020760849522011-10-11T13:13:15.856-04:002011-10-11T13:13:15.856-04:00Been there done that! We moved from Houston to Mas...Been there done that! We moved from Houston to Mass. for a couple of years. We loved it, but there difinitely was a learning curve in languages! They couldn't understand us either!<br />We also had to have everybody that came to visit bring cans of Rotel tomatoes!! Could not find them there anywhere.<br />We also finally found a Mexican rest. in Portmouth. Ordered tacos and they had zuchini in them!! That is just wrong in so many ways!<br />JudyJudyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13383414896759450977noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005324767450032096.post-53418166574524181442011-06-17T06:24:17.311-04:002011-06-17T06:24:17.311-04:00Yes, we do speak a bit funny, but who doesn't?...Yes, we do speak a bit funny, but who doesn't? You should hear my parents talk! When my husband first met my father he had a hard time understanding his thick New England accent. My brother can be difficult at times too, but being a born and raised New England girl I understand. And don't you just love listening to Fritz Wetherbee? <br /><br />Always wicked nice to find a fellow NH blogger : )<br /><br />SharonA New England Lifehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04345194920944256200noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005324767450032096.post-82825263440141481002011-05-01T14:33:27.341-04:002011-05-01T14:33:27.341-04:00This is so funny. I grew up in Boston and had not...This is so funny. I grew up in Boston and had not left the state until I moved away to Kansas (of all places). Since I had really spent all of my time in the Boston area, I thought we were normal and everyone else had an accent. I could not believe how often people will comment on my accent. I remember working and having to talk with someone in Atlanta. It was truly like we were speaking two different languages at times.<br /><br />We have moved around a lot, but one of our best experiences was living in England. I remember having a conversation on the phone with a sales woman at KIDS GAP in London. I was asking her to check on a size for a navy sweater. I was getting confused because the woman kept talking to me about a jumper. I finally said to her, I'm sorry I do not understand, I am asking about a navy sweater and you keep talking to me about a jumper and I'm not looking for a dress. She then explained to me that in England a sweater is called a jumper.Antiqueaholicshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12276937668549550258noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005324767450032096.post-67664828691200283962011-04-30T21:53:22.742-04:002011-04-30T21:53:22.742-04:00I'm a Mississippian who moved to NH about 10 y...I'm a Mississippian who moved to NH about 10 years ago. When I was trying to get our cable hooked up, the person on the other end of the line had to keep asking me to repeat everything and finally just asked me to slow down because he couldn't understand a word I was saying. All the while, I was struggling to understand him. Some of my favorite New England words are wicked (took us a long time to learn that wicked is good,)and bubbler(or bubblah)and elastics instead of rubber bands. It's been a fun journey.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005324767450032096.post-35948937988062554552011-04-29T17:12:44.810-04:002011-04-29T17:12:44.810-04:00This post is "wicked" funny :^)This post is "wicked" funny :^)Jaybirdhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07311471087748558924noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005324767450032096.post-855304014801717052011-04-29T00:42:55.999-04:002011-04-29T00:42:55.999-04:00Thanks so much for the giggles and "out-louds...Thanks so much for the giggles and "out-louds"the post and comments produced- especially today after the horrors of the tornados in the South. I am from S. La., married and moved to Dallas- lived here 20+yrs. before being sent to S.Carolina where my husband ran a bakery plant.... in a meeting he was so perplexed by a question regarding the "fall', and explained the marketing program which would begin in October once again.... finally, some one leaned over and whispered "he means the "foil", as in foil pans!<br />they also eat "balled" peanuts there!<br /> can't resist adding that as he travelled alot... he was often in Boston, and never failed to bring a new "story" home about how funny people talked there... our favorite one remains the explanation for a customers absence- due as the local put it, due a "hat attack'. My husband was completely befuddled, and could not comprehend how in the world one could be attacked by a hat.... and asking the third time, received the very stern answer--- "you know- a HAT attack.".. and grabbed his chest and keeled forward. My husband nearly died from embarrassment- we still have " hat attacks" here, when we get tickled about something.<br /> "Human beans" the funniest beans of all" is my hubs favorite saying.<br /> LOL,<br /> Alice from DallasAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005324767450032096.post-64498561409928789362011-04-28T21:39:01.349-04:002011-04-28T21:39:01.349-04:00I'm a native New Englander, my husband's a...I'm a native New Englander, my husband's a Brit. One day playing ball with my then 5 year old nephew, the baseball rolled into a puddle. My husband said (very proper British accent) "Has your ball rolled into the water?". My nephew paused for a minute, then looked at him like he was crazy and he said "No. It rolled into the WADDAH." My husband laughed at getting elocution lessons from a Bostonian in short pants!Anemonenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005324767450032096.post-13643708352009392402011-04-28T12:56:17.860-04:002011-04-28T12:56:17.860-04:00That reminds me of a story from right after we mov...That reminds me of a story from right after we moved to Boston 5 years ago. There was a workman at our house and asked my husband for a "top". My husband had no idea what he meant. He tried to stall, and figure out what he meant- some special tool he'd never heard of? After a few minutes the guy was like- "You know, a top- to cuvah stuff"<br />He was saying TARP! My husband finally got it! Ha Ha. I agree with you it certainly is an adventure living in NE!<br />(I grew up here but my husband's from AZ)Elisabethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10054624188896928543noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005324767450032096.post-23131379404584885462011-04-28T10:22:24.329-04:002011-04-28T10:22:24.329-04:00Oh honey,
I grew up out west, have lived a couple...Oh honey,<br />I grew up out west, have lived a couple years in TX and have been in NH for the last 20. While I was new here, I was dumbfounded to hear a local on the radio saying a big problem is "we just don"t have enough people involved at the POTTY level!" I had to listen for awhile before I caught on she meant the party level....of politics.sallynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005324767450032096.post-69385345999183849112011-04-28T09:39:31.491-04:002011-04-28T09:39:31.491-04:00Thanks for the laughs, one and all :)Thanks for the laughs, one and all :)Janethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17228344764544525919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005324767450032096.post-81998458676598061852011-04-27T16:39:30.266-04:002011-04-27T16:39:30.266-04:00You had me laughing out loud, Joan!
xo
BrookeYou had me laughing out loud, Joan!<br /><br />xo<br />BrookeVelvet and Linenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07254920453147895763noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005324767450032096.post-39346063289145664682011-04-27T14:40:25.667-04:002011-04-27T14:40:25.667-04:00How funny...as a Southerner, I know when I travel ...How funny...as a Southerner, I know when I travel to NYC, people always ask me about my accent. When I'm there, I feel as though I'm speaking the same way as everyone else, but clearly not - hard to take the Southern draw out of a girl!designchichttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11814501245552660696noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005324767450032096.post-25088311775592487522011-04-27T12:52:33.181-04:002011-04-27T12:52:33.181-04:00I'm from Boston and proud of it...a few years ...I'm from Boston and proud of it...a few years ago a co-worker from NY (damn Yankees fan lol) made a few "cracks" about my accent - I turned to him and said 'you live HERE now - you're the one that talks funny"...he never says anything about the way I speak now...<br /><br />Great post!mommyroohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02625820158320426602noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005324767450032096.post-18274663145221566452011-04-27T10:48:57.791-04:002011-04-27T10:48:57.791-04:00An original girts gal, moved over the country and ...An original girts gal, moved over the country and oceans with the military and other work and now settled for awhile in PA, my Southern accent which i think is all but gone except when I am tired evidently is still strong as was pointed out to me yesterday. I still get a kick out of all the differnet accents and pecularities of our great country's regions! Keeps us on our toes doesn't it? And smile on my face!Linda @ bushel and a picklehttp://www.omega57.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005324767450032096.post-87635701630304404972011-04-27T07:55:40.971-04:002011-04-27T07:55:40.971-04:00I am from Dallas and live in Waterville, Maine now...I am from Dallas and live in Waterville, Maine now, so I toatlly get how funny all of this is!! My first trip to the grocery store up here, the cashier looked at me and said "Batlet??" I stared at her w/ a blank expression, so she proceeded to ask again "B-A-T-L-E-T??" really slowly. --Nothing...so, she hold up my pear and says one last time "BATLET!!!??" "Oooooo!!! You mean is it a baRTlet pear!!" Haha! I still chuckle!! ;)Angela Taylorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02693078844832910460noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005324767450032096.post-54405819680036738522011-04-27T02:56:56.561-04:002011-04-27T02:56:56.561-04:00I live in Chicago but dated someone from Mystic, C...I live in Chicago but dated someone from Mystic, CT. I instantly fell in love with New England and the accent and vernacular were infectious. I remember he would always say "dawler" and I would repeat it without fail. Chowdah. When I met his parents for the first time, I asked for "a pop". His entire family looked at me like I was from outer space. And when I suggested "Let's go to the show", he thought I meant a Broadway production. I love your post and am your newest follower. Thanks! :-)Tracy@GeneralSplendourhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14498408419286237201noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005324767450032096.post-13493945811374413162011-04-26T20:26:58.535-04:002011-04-26T20:26:58.535-04:00I love it! Some of my relatives are from Boston -...I love it! Some of my relatives are from Boston - correction, "The Cape" - and when they're home we all have a great time trying to decipher what they're saying. :)Paulahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15719724740687335731noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005324767450032096.post-8664189679720275132011-04-26T20:17:42.042-04:002011-04-26T20:17:42.042-04:00Hi Joan~
Good grief I have been in Maine for almos...Hi Joan~<br />Good grief I have been in Maine for almost 8 years and there are still days when I have to ask someone to repeat something. Nothing like a Main-ah accent though :) Although I have to admit the first time I said "y'all" I got some crazy looks and being southern I Sir and Ma'am everyone, drives my husband nuts :)Laurenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00310224583379960230noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005324767450032096.post-9790092120009796382011-04-26T18:01:45.975-04:002011-04-26T18:01:45.975-04:00This was so much fun to read! I too used to have ...This was so much fun to read! I too used to have a thick Maine accent when I was a child before moving South. I'll never forget trying to figure out what my new southern friend was taking about when she said she had bought a "seller" hat. When she finally showed it to me, turns out it was a "sailor" hat! I could so relate to the "spicy" "spacey" example! ~LiliLilihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03003968489244660242noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005324767450032096.post-26510000641979030732011-04-26T15:51:26.251-04:002011-04-26T15:51:26.251-04:00This post makes me smile. Coming from the North a...This post makes me smile. Coming from the North and moving South, I can relate.Donnahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05833702357953341645noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005324767450032096.post-88632168131990855452011-04-26T12:59:40.143-04:002011-04-26T12:59:40.143-04:00Having lived in Garland, TX for most of my life......Having lived in Garland, TX for most of my life...I love this post! :)Simply Domestichttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08396853613620262840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005324767450032096.post-66736469503171322512011-04-26T10:04:40.088-04:002011-04-26T10:04:40.088-04:00I grew up in MA but moved after college. My Mom wa...I grew up in MA but moved after college. My Mom was visiting (who has a very thick Boston accent) and was drawing with my boys at the table. She told them to draw a 'hot'. They looked at her crazy and asked how they draw something hot. I stood back and watched with a smirk until they finally realized she was saying 'heart'. The funny thing was she kept repeating 'hot' over and over thinking they just didn't hear her. It wasn't until she actually drew a heart that they understood.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com