Last week my parents, E.B., and I took our yearly trip to the Mississippi Gulf Coast. This is a trip I’ve taken with my parents ever since I was born, so I always look forward to saying hello to the Gulf of Mexico.
Somewhere between Hattiesburg, MS and the coast on Hwy 49 is a little town called Seminary, MS. A few years ago there was a huge building that housed a roadside produce stand. We had stopped there once before, but had not in several years. My parents always make sure to stop at a roadside produce stand on the way back for fresh produce to take home. Not that we can’t get it in a store, but my mom has this thing about buying produce grown in other places. Apparently, some things are better when grown elsewhere. Needless to say, stopping at this huge roadside produce place was a real bore for me, although it did have decent restrooms.
On the way home, my dad spotted the big produce stand. Or what he thought was the big produce stand. The place was called The Watermelon Patch, and I knew better what was really inside. However, I thought my dad was just looking for the nearest restroom, so I said nothing. A huge watermelon on the side of the highway greeted visitors. The words YELLOWBOX also greeted my flip-flop lovin’ eyes. I had always wanted to stop here and couldn’t believe my dad actually did.
Once we entered the Watermelon Patch, my dad had a stunned look on his face. The beloved produce stand was now a flip flop lovin’, Southern Girl tee-shirt wearin’ dream come true! Rows upon rows of fabulous shoes and shirts, beach bags, jewelry, and all manner of bright, shiny beautifulness a girl could want! I had to stop and take it all in before I knew where to start first. Poor Dad found their restrooms while mom, E.B., and I looked around. He couldn’t get out of there fast enough.
I ended up purchasing a beach bag, a keychain with my initial, and this cute t-shirt with a crawfish fleur-de-lis on the back.
When we got back to the car, my dad proclaimed he NEVER would have stopped had he knew what was inside. I played dumb. I’m just glad I finally got to experience The Watermelon Patch. I mean, where else can you get a picture of your kid beside a gigantic watermelon?