Growing up with parents from Northwest Minnesota, you hear some interesting phrases. After moving from Kentucky to Northwest Minnesota, you hear them even more frequently. One of these phrases has lovingly taken it's place in my heart for it's laid-back diversity. Welcome to this blog, "Oh, I 'Spose."
This blog is dedicated to all my "'sposes" in life. 'Spose I should talk about this. 'Spose I should comment on that. 'Spose I should start a blog, because that's what everyone keeps asking for.
'Spose I should explain what a 'spose is. It's just the shortened version of "suppose". The most common place I heard this growing up was the ever terrifying "twenty minute 'spose". The ruling behind this (my parents lovingly explained) was that once you said "Oh, I 'spose..." when you were about to leave somewhere, you were then bought twenty extra minutes at that place. "Well Grandma, 'spose I should be going now!" BAM. Twenty more minutes of cookies and juice. I guess I should add that you can only 'spose like that 3 times, because after an hour you've just extended your welcome. Okay, maybe not at Grandma's, but you get my point.
So here we are. A twenty-one year old youth minister and her infinite 'sposing.
A BLOG!!!!!!!!!!!!
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